Laugh. Learn. Love cats.
Cupcake: Hi. What’s your name?
Cupcake: Why won’t you talk to me?
Cupcake: You shouldn’t stare like that.
Cupcake: Mr. Newton, do you know anything about his dog?
Newton: A dog in our house?
Cupcake: Gotcha!
Newton: Hey, I’m trying to see the dog. No grabbing!
Cupcake: You’re no fun. I’m going to find Mr. Pierre.
Newton: If you see Mr. Bones, tell him we have his dog in here. And he looks hungry.
Newton: I still have the most glorious tail.
Pierre: This paper bag is perfectly Pierre-sized.
Cupcake: * tiptoes *
Pierre: Are you trying to sneak up on me?
Cupcake: Umm… no, Mr. Pierre. I’m just sniffing this bag. It smells nice.
Pierre: Good. Because this bag is limited to one cat occupancy.
Cucpake: You have one of those things with the eight legs in there?
Pierre: Occupancy. Not octopus. How did you hear about octopus, anyhow?
Cupcake: Because I’d like to see an occupancy. Shouldn’t you put it in the water?
Pierre: HEY, getting a little close. One cat at a time in here. and that cat is ME.
Pierre: * hiss *
Cupcake: Mr. Pierre, I don’t think I’m supposed to know words like that at my age.
Cupcake: Okay. I can take a hint. I’ll go find Mr. Newton.
Pierre: Finally, I get the bag to myself. It’s a lot of work making sure no one steals my favorite spot.
Pierre: That’s a nice bag you have, Newton.
Newton: Oh, hi. I didn’t see you back there. Thanks. Miss Celena sent it to me.
Pierre: She sent it to you? Didn’t she send it to all of us?
Newton: I can look in here and see if she left a note that says that. No, no note. It was for me.
Pierre: Are you sure? I think you should give me a turn in the bag.
Newton: I’m pretty comfy in here, thanks.
Pierre: You don’t take hints very well, Newton. Let me IN!
Newton: Geez. Do you have to mess up my ‘do? Now I’m going to have to go fix my fur.
Pierre: How much time does he need to fix his fur, anyhow? Just as well…
Pierre: He was right, this is pretty comfy.
Cupcake: Hi, Mr. Newton!
Newton: * rolls over *
Cupcake: That’s a really nice bag. Is there room to share?
Cupcake: Mr. Newton?
Newton: Watch the paw, kid. I’m busy with my bag here.
Cupcake: But Mr. Newton…
Newton: Where are you waving that thing?
Newton: You weren’t about to poke me with it, were you?
Cupcake: I… maybe.
Newton: No poking!
Cupcake: Whoa!
Will Cupcake stop poking Newton? Will She ever make it into the bag? We’ll be back on Wednesday with more…
