By chance, I met Snowball at the park today.
I confronted her and asked why she had kissed and cuddled
Killer. She insisted that they were just friends then asked me
if I would like to be her special-friend. I asked her what
Killer would think of that. She thought for a few moments, then
replied that she expected Killer would rip me limb from limb in
the most painful way imaginable.
So I have two options; being special-friends
with Snowball and definitely being mauled by Killer or not being
special-friends with Snowball and just probably being mauled by
Killer. It’s a tough decision!
Brat-2 said his first cat-word today. While
eating a plate of gooey brown mess he distinctly said,