When my Sandi Claws starts hunting,
I take the "I'm interested in what SHE's interested in" approach!
But, most of the time kitteys, it goes liiike this:
Hey Sands, what'cha got there??
Who meeee?
Just this iddy, biddy liddle 'ol birdie....and...
WHOA - furriends, bring your eyeballies over here and take a peep,
(BUT close your Momsies eyeballs - they don't like this stuff!)
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Moms was so upset she couldn't save this birdie.
Pfffttt!
She already saved one from Sands THIS WEEKEND.
OH aaannd...
I also have,
additionally,
as well as
and to boot,
THIS:
Oh my COD kittys! She did it AGAIN!
Oh furrends, the squeemish among you DO NOT want to
see this lizard!
For us kittys, it is VERREH impressive:
What, the taiils grow back!!
I was just playing with his tail!
Uh huh, whatevz Sands.
You almost ate his LEGS off!
Pfffttt!!
PFFFTTT!!!
(I have no idea where she gets that from!)