Valley Fumigation arrives with the tent and the special "aroma therapy" for the termites.

"Stop! John yelled leaping up onto the bundles. "We don't unroll them until we get them up on the roof." He saw that his shout hurt Opice's feelings and kindly added, "But thanx for wanting to help. Why don't we make you an apprentice on our team?"

Monkey loved it. "Oh boy! I'm an apprentice tentist!"

Then John showed Opice how first they had to place sandbags around the premises which would anchor the tent and seal in the gas after covering the house with tarps.

"Those look like giant plastic worms," Opice smiled. "You know what's worse than a worm in an apple, John?"

John: "Two worms?"

Opice: "Nope, half a worm!"

John: "I think you need to help Doug, now."

Opice bounced down the stairs following the hose to the window where John stood ready to feed in the next line.

"Here you are, hoser," John said with an artificial Canadian accent (eh?).

"Thanx! I'll take it from here," Opice boasted.

Monkey was already an expert at this. He pulled the hose into the living room and placed it on the Dragon Rug being careful not to put the end near a Dragon's mouth. Then he got the second fan from the truck and skillfully positioned it over the out-put end of the hose. It took some doing, but after a while he got the two highly technical pieces of equipment in perfect alignment.

But when Doug inspected the job he asked, "And what should you do with this electric cord?"

Opice pulled his tail round holding it embarrassedly, "Oops, I forgot to plug the fan in."

Glenn demonstrated the proper way to carry a 500 pound tent roll up onto the roof. "Get John to do it."