The Grime Reaper
Senga is now fully housetrained and hardly screams at all. I can get back to work now that I don't have to watch her all the time.
If anything, she's overzealous. She has de-rusted the chains in the dungeons and removed all the cobwebs. My pleas on behalf of homeless spiders fell on deaf ears. Well, how was I to know? She didn't tell me she was deaf. Even that time I shouted at her, 'Are you deaf?', she said nothing. Apparently she lipreads so she only knows I'm speaking if she's looking at me, and she doesn't like to do that. Conversation is going to be difficult.
Shiny manacles and no cobwebs or grime. Well, I don't know. I don't think those dungeons will ever be the same. Even Scabby Ted has clean teeth now. How she managed that, I'll never know. There are no signs of shredding on her anywhere.
The castle has never gleamed before. I wonder if it will attract fairies, and whether the Ferals will let any get this far? It'll be interesting to see. My great-uncle, Caligula Dume, often said that fairies were wonderful but I've never tasted one myself.
I wonder if she'll find the things I've lost? The Phantasm ball, Jugular the Clown, and my invisibility suit have all been missing for a long time. Many other things were lost by ancestors down the generations, including an entire army of mechanical warriors, or so my father once told me. He said they were painted to look like terracotta and a long-ago Dume planned to hide them in another country until they were released, whereupon he would activate them and cause mayhem on a grand scale. I don't even know where the control box is, much less the warriors.
Well, Senga wants to clean my computer. It will no doubt improve my typing if I can see the letters on the keyboard once more, so I'll go and do something else while she gets on with it.
