Dr. Whiskers smiled and her whiskers
perked right up. “Me and my husband
are,” she said smoothly. “It’s my turn
to work tonight. Now, who’s the
patient?”
Oh meeee-ow that was like asking which
kitty had the longest tail and the best purr.
They were about tripping over each other and yelling, “I am! I am!”
And that even included little Tommy!
It was making Baby get madder and madder and it was just plain pissing
Smokey off. “WOULD YOU KITTIES KNOCK IT
OFF! IT’S ONLY ACE WHO’S THE PATIENT!”
Dr. Whiskers was completely amused by
the whole thing! Smokey thought she was
getting a kick out of Tommy’s apparent crush.
In other meows, Dr. Whiskers wasn’t an idiot, she knew Ace was hurt
bepaws he literally looked like meow-hell!
Anyway, he pawed after her to the back and the rest of them settled down
for a long wait.
“That lucky tom,” grumbled Casey
glaring at the hallway they disappeared down.
“He’s such a punk.”
Baby belted him with the left
paw. “In the history of cat idiots you
have to be the biggest.”
baby....dont count on it because I live with an idiot... that's part cat and 100 purr cent idiot and goes by the name of butter lover.......hugs frum dai$y ♥
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