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Whoever makes these days up made up a doozy when they came up with National Ask Your Cat’s Question Day. Ashton just has one question:
Ashton: Where’s the chicken?
Pierre: Beef.
Ashton: What about beef?
Pierre: The saying is “Where’s the beef?”
Ashton: Holy cat, Pierre! Haven’t you been paying attention all the time? Chicken emporium? Hello?
Pierre: That’s more than one question.
Ashton: Oh, never mind. I’ll wait and ask the head peep.
Newton: Oh, hey, what’s this? It must be one of the Peach Industries kickers that we won from the Glogirly drawing. (Thanks, Katie and Waffles!) You know, I was wondering what happened to them. I thought Pierre was hoarding them under the bed in the spare room. Wow, this smells pawesome!
Newton: Let me just rub some drool on here to warm things up, and…
Ashton: Hi, everybody! How are you doing today?
Newton: Go away, Ashton. I was about to demonstrate my kicking technique and show off my rear claws.
Newton: ASHTON!
Ashton: Did you hear something? Me either.
Newton: * sigh *
Ashton: She who photobombs best always wins. Right, kitties?
Neighbor cat: Oh, hi!
Newton: Hi, neighbor! How are you today? Do you want to play a game?
Ashton: * grrrrrrrrrrrr *
Neighbor cat: I’m fine. How are you? I’m just passing through as I make my rounds. I didn’t expect anyone to be here.
Newton: We’re enjoying the screened porch. We aren’t out here often, so I’m not surprised you didn’t expect us.
Ashton: * grrrrrrrrrrrrr *
Ashton: * SCREE! *
Newton: Holy cat, Ash. Who taught you to talk like that? It isn’t ladylike at all!
Neighbor Cat: I’ll just be going…
Newton: But don’t you want to play a game?
Ashton: I told HIM!
The head peep is away at a conference, learning new things with around with a bunch of veterinarians, so if you don’t see us commenting on other blogs this week, it’s all her fault. We just hope she doesn’t come back smelling like the vet…
