“ Ready mates? TODAY IS THE DAY WE ESCAPE THIS HORRID PRISON! “

Adolf shouts out.

“ Oh come on, don’t exaggerate it, we have taco Tuesdays! “

“ Don’t ruin the moment, Elisabette. You know how he gets. “

Marissa croaks, squeezing her wooden cane.

“ Oh fine. But how do we escape then? “

“ I SHALL ENCHANT THEM WITH MY MAGIC FLUTE! “

As he says that, Adolf takes out a tiny pan flute from his pocket, and starts desperately blowing and spitting into the straws he glued together himself during arts and crafts.

The two old women just looked at him confused.

“ SEE? Your enchanted! “

“ Sure… “

Elisabette answered.

Suddenly Ethel appeared round the corner with a cucumber in his hand, and walking as quick as his back would let him, he reached the group.

“ I have the perfect plan everyone! You know how cats are scared of cucumbers, right? “

“ What? “

Elisabette said.

“ Well, you know how the nurses hiss at us like cats if we don’t take our pills? So that must mean that like cats, they are also afraid of cucumbers! “

“ Ethel, that’s not how it works… “

But Elisabette once again gets interrupted by Adolf, who is still spitting in his pan flute.

Suddenly Marissa snatches it out of his hand and shouts,

“ Adolf, THE PAN FLUTE IS NOT GOING TO WORK! ETHEL, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?! ARE YOU SERIOUSLY GOING TO GIVE THE NURSES THE CUCUMBER?! ETHEL!!!! COME BACK!! “

They all climb onto there wheel chairs and race after him, but they notice he does not have one cucumber, he had hidden another five in his pocket. And he was waving them at the nurses!

“ ETHEL IM GONNA KILL YOU!! “

Marissa screams furiously.

But in the end Ethel was right.

Retirement home nurses really are afraid of cucumbers, just like lazy grumpy cats.