Tiny Francisco stood nude on the space left by the open door. He peeked around the corner trying to decide if he should go
out. That's when Ginger, the neighbor's cat came around the corner and saw the little three inch man. Francisco darted
inside, his heart racing....too late, Ginger had her eye fixed and she fit thought the small space of the open door quite
easily. Francisco ran across the living room in a panic with Ginger close behind...she swiped and barely missed the tiny
man. Francisco finally made it to the couch and ran under. The couch area was a little small for Ginger, but she got her
head in and was forcing her body through all the time...swiping at the nude and defenseless Francisco the whole time...it
would only be moments before she made it under and had him as a snack.
Outside, Marco had not gotten into his car...he had started to feel uneasy about the door being open with no one there. He
had a key, but it dawned on him that he didn't have to use it. He found the door ajar and Ginger desperately trying to
catch something under the couch.
Marco started to kneel down to the cat, "Whatcha got there el gato Ginger?...A mouse good girl...get him...get
him..get..AHHHH!" Marco had just seen what it was Ginger was after. Her jerked her up from the floor and threw her out
the door and slammed it shut. He walked back to the couch, put his hand underneath and picked up his now 3 inch high
boyfriend...."Holy shit!...What the fuck happened to you?"
Before Francisco could answer, the boys burst into the house out of breath...Ric yelling, "Mr. Mendes!...We couldn't find
it!...We....Marco!"
"What the hell is going on muchachos?" Was all Marco said holding the hand out with the shrunk Francisco in it.