"Mom is eating shepherd's pie while we only get out-of-date pellets " complained the 4 cats. "We want to speak with the Union."
"The Union is busy eating shepherd's pie" I answered with my mouth full.
That's when they walked away in a disgusted sulk. I couldn't understand it.
"C'mon kitties," I pleaded, "I'll... Let you lick my plate!"
The sulk was over before the plate touched the floor.
Union: one. Kitties: zero. Hehe.
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