A Call in the Early Morning

It was just after dawn when a couple nervously dialed the police. The woman’s voice shook as she tried to explain to the dispatcher:
— “Something is alive in our sofa.”

She repeated again and again, almost in panic:
— “It’s moving… scratching. At first, we thought it was street noise, but no. It’s coming straight from the sofa.”

Officers Arrive With a Dog

Curious and cautious, an officer came to the scene with a K9 handler and his dog. The moment they stepped into the living room, tension filled the air.

The husband, sitting in his wheelchair, clutched his wife’s trembling hand. Her wide eyes said it all—she was ready to scream at the slightest sound.

The dog sniffed, froze, and stiffened. The fur on its neck rose. A second later, it growled low and fierce. Then, with a sudden lunge, it buried its snout into the cushions, barking wildly.

— “There’s definitely something in there,” the officer muttered, frowning. “And it isn’t small.”

The First Cut

The dog scratched frantically, as if desperate to dig out an invisible intruder. Finally, the officer pulled out a knife and carefully sliced the side of the sofa.

At first, only dust and stuffing spilled out. Then—an ear-piercing squeak broke the silence.

— “Oh my goodness!” the woman cried, covering her mouth with both hands.

The Sh0cking Discovery

From the opening slipped several gray shapes—fast, darting across the floor with gleaming eyes. The dog leapt after them, barking furiously.

But that wasn’t the worst of it. When the officer cut deeper, everyone froze. Inside the hollow frame of the sofa was an entire nest.

Dozens of tiny bodies wriggled and squealed. Newborn pups nestled among larger ones. It was a living colony, hidden right beneath where the family had sat for years.

— “How could they have gotten in there?” the husband whispered, his face pale.

The Family’s Realization

The dog barked, desperate to attack, but the officer held it back. Even he, with all his experience, looked shaken by what he saw.

The wife’s hands trembled uncontrollably. Her voice cracked as she cried out:
— “We’ve been sitting on this?!”

The officer met her gaze, nodding firmly.
— “Yes. But now we’ll handle it. Your home won’t be theirs anymore.”

Only then did the couple understand—the strange noises that had haunted them for weeks were not their imagination at all.