”Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, wait… I think I hear a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
The children have nestled all snug in their beds, while pesky ol’ bed bugs crawl on their heads. And Mama in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out in the drive there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow gave the luster of midday to objects below, when, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but an 855Bugs truck and eight technicians with gear.
With a friendly young driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be Eric. More rapid than eagles, the coursers they came, and he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
“Now Noe!
Now Gary!
Now, Raymond and Bobby!
On, Jett!
On, Devon!
On, Jose and Robby!
To the top of the porch!
To the top of the wall!
Now treat away! Treat away!
Treat away all!”
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky so up to the house-top the service guys flew, they’ll treat top to bottom and inside, too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof the prepping and treating to make it rodent-proof. As I drew in my head and was turning around, at the door Eric Benson came with a bound.
From his head to his foot, he was professional and skilled, with his expertise and knowledge I couldn’t be more thrilled. A bundle of tools he had flung on his back, and he assured me of experience they did not lack.
His eyes–how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry! The pests’ hiding spots he told me he’d unbury! He set right to work treating our home and told me it would help to seal it with some foam.
He was friendly and sharp, a right jolly young elf, and I was relieved when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head soon gave me to know I had no rodents to dread.
He spoke soft and kindly, talked me through his work, and treated our home, then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose, and giving a nod, out the door he goes.
He sprang to his truck, to his team gave a whistle, and away they all drove like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
“A Pest-free Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night!”
We know there’s a lot involved when it comes to getting ready for the holidays. From shopping and decorating to cooking and cleaning, in the hustle & bustle of the holidays, it’s easy to run out of time and energy. Many of us will be hosting family and friends this holiday season. One thing we can all agree on… none of us want to host unwanted critters or pests! Before things get too hectic, give 855Bugs a call to schedule a free inspection.
