Day Eighteen

(Call me Mrs. Scuba!)

 

Greta woke up today feeling a bit depressed. After her morning routine, she checked on the chickens and gathered her eggs. Feeling like it was okay to go down to the cave today, she got into her scuba gear and went all in.

 

Man, the fishing was excellent today! Catching more than her fair share of fish, Greta was about to surface when she spotted her arch enemy. He must have spotted her bulging pack because he charged Greta gnashing his jaws the whole time.

 

Greta had had enough. Giving it everything she had, she charged under the shark, and then shot towards the surface. All this scuba diving must have toned her body because she made it without any injuries this time. Call me Mrs. Scuba! ran, as a theme song, in her head all the way home.

 

Returning, she sold what she could, cut the few gems she had acquired, and had a late dinner and went to bed. The chickens could fend for themselves for once.