I call it a pre-emptive strike.
Autumn hates your low-quality 'nip and demands the good stuff!
"I hate your let's-get-drunk-and-shave-the-cat parties!"
"Your idle threats from my ancestors long-dead only fuel my despise for you!"
Bob hates your high-carb diet and demands Kitty-Atkins.
"You're lucky you hid the 9mm, cracker!"
Not impressed with your "after meal treat" you will find Charles' poop-surprise when you least expect it.
"Help us! Help us! The claw is baaaacckk!"
2 comments:
*lol* I love the last pic!! That is so cute!
And more true to life than we actually realize! I'm sure something similar happens like this all the time -- like when I had tropical fish! *lol*
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