I wrinkle my nose in confusion. Has my plump, squealing-voiced owner lost her mind?
“Yes, he is the cutest wittle kitty. And I’ll bet he’s hungwy, too!”
OK--I’ll give her some credit there. I envision a succulent, all-you-can-eat tuna and caviar buffet. My mouth waters, when ...
“Doesn’t that cat food look yummy?”
“Are you KIDDING?” I yell.
But, all she hears is “MEOW!”
“Yes ... what a boo-tiful kitty.” She strokes my head.
The guillotine wouldn’t be swift enough for her.