Monday, October 8, 2007

sport

foodboy provided but the plate was empty and i smelled that fella

it happened and happened day in day out

foodboy provides extra crunchies in the high room where the fella doesn't get it

but im hungry and grumpy for damp tuna food i need my tuna

tuna tuna tuna tuna!

when i smell that tuna taker then this means sport

last night i was in the outside and round the bush i knew fella was there i squealed loud as i could in the face and dug a claw in

nerves all lost fella sped away under and i took off into up the stairs sliding round corners sat on the books bit at the hanging busted claw and licked the games off my fuzz

2 comments:

Curvy Kitty said...

my pad got raided just the other day. they been casing the joint, trying to pass themselves as domestic tabbies. safecracker couldn't get past the ziplock on the bag o kitty beps. left a few teethmarks sure, but didn't make off with the loot. and now i know. i'm watching out for them. and my eyes glow in the dark

pecan said...

heh they dont stand a chance same with the moths when i switch my lasers on. m thinking about a counterheist