Faraday: Hey, Allie...
Since we're, like, both outside an' all...
I was wonnerin'...
Could you, like, maybe, you know...
Groom my head furs an' stuffs?
Jus' a little, pleeeeeez? Maxie does it alla time.
Allie: No, Brat, I won't. But you know what I will do?
Faraday: Erm, no....
Allie: Bite your head off for even thinking I might be willing to groom your sorry little...
The Mom: Ahem. Allie?
Faraday: HAAAALP! Mommy! HAAALP! She's gonna kill me!
The Mom: *sigh* Oh Faraday, pipe down. You're not dying....
Faraday: *grumbles* FI-I-INE. Take her side, whydontcha. *huff*
Hope springs eternal, Faraday!
ReplyDeletedood....well, ya gave it yur best try any way
ReplyDelete....gurlz.....
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Awww, you picked the wrong kitty for a grooming!
ReplyDeleteFaraday, we can’t even believe you asked!
ReplyDeleteOoh, the nerve!!! MOL
ReplyDeletePoor Faraday, you are so misunderstood.
ReplyDeleteFaraday, you asked for it!
ReplyDeleteBe kind...
ReplyDeleteI'm with you on this one, Faraday. Allie could have given you a little grooming, or your mom could have been more supportive.
ReplyDeleteOh, dear...that was a disaster from the start! MOL!
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