Laugh. Learn. Love cats.
Newton: What’s that? It’s the same color as me, but much smaller.
And it runs away from me when I try to get too close.
But when I give it a *whack* it doesn’t seem bothered at all. It just keeps on going.
Come here, my new little friend!
Where do you think you’re going? Don’t run away from me. We’re the same color. It’s like we’re cousins. But I’m the handsome cousin.
A cousin I can push around, anyhow…
Pierre: It’s National Cheeseburger Day. Are we celebrating?
Newton: I don’t know about you, but I plan to celebrate. Everyone knows that cats want to know if they “can haz cheezburger” and I’ve got one right here.
Pierre: That looks tasty!
Pierre: It doesn’t smell like a cheeseburger, though.
Newton: Well you don’t have to go spoiling it for me.
Pierre: Here, I’ll just have a little taste…
Newton: HEY! No slobbering on my cheeseburger! Get away from there!
Newton: I’d better eat this right now before he comes back.
Newton: I know you’ve been waiting since last week to find out what happened with that amazing building I was negotiating for Ashton to use for her chicken emporium. It didn’t go well. The current owners didn’t want to sell. Not even when I offered them my favorite catnip toy.
Newton: I thought the news would be easier for Ashton if I brought a little something back for her. But there’s a little problem… It was a long drive back, and I got kind of hungry.
Ashton: Hey, Newton! What do you have there?
Newton: Oh, hi. I didn’t see you. Did you hear what I was saying about your chicken emporium building?
Ashton: I heard. It’s okay. I’ll find a place.
Newton: Well… this is for you. I’ve got to go. You know, realtor cat business.
Ashton: You brought me chicken? Wow, thanks! * SNIFF SNIFF * Hey, this is empty. NEWTON! Where did you go?
Ashton: He teased me with chicken? That’s just low. Lower than low.
Ashton: What do you think I should do to show Newton he shouldn’t tease me like that?
Have you seen the rest of our chicken capers?
