January 12,2017

So dad and I are eating dinner when all of a sudden he jumps up and starts dancing around trying to get his shirt off yelling oh, oh, oh.  The scorpion was on his shirt crawling up the front of him nearly to his neck when we saw it.  I opened the front door and said, here run!!!  I didn't want that thing in my house!!!  Not really, I grabbed the broom and knocked him off.  My heart is still pounding.
The thing was right below his name badge and I never even saw it and I was sitting across from him.  He has on a casual colored shirt, so it kind of blended in.  That was a heart attack, actually for both of us.