The Oceanside Animals
And their imaginary friends
I BURIED THAT FOR A REASON
HELLO HUMAN SERVANTS THIS IS TROUBLE THE CAT.
I WOULD LIKE TO ASK YOU TO TELL DADDY TO STOP POKING AROUND IN MY LITTER BOX. I AM FINE NOW AND I AM TIRED OF HAVING TO RE-BURY EVERYTHING I PUT IN THERE. I DON’T GO AND TAKE STUFF OUT OF THE GARBAGE CAN AND SPREAD IT AROUND (THAT’S THE DOG’S JOB) SO WHY DO I HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THIS SORT OF THING? I MEAN, REALLY.
SORRY FOR SHOUTING BUT I KNOW HUMANS NEED TO HAVE THINGS EXPLAINED TO THEM VERY CLEARLY.
OH, ALSO, TELL DADDY: MORE FISH HEADS, PLEASE. PURR PURR PURR.
— TROUBLE
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Daddy, Give Trouble more fish heads. She sounds feisty! (sp?)
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TROUBLE! You’re back! Nice goin girl. Keep makin the deposits and I’m sure daddy will ease up a bit. Now go smack the dogs around and make yourself all happy. Slante (That’s Irish for “to your health”) Rocket
TROUBLE SAYS: THANK YOU ROCKET. I’M GLAD YOU KNOW WHERE DOGS RANK IN THE HIERARCHY. CAN YOU COME AND TEACH MY DOGS THAT? ESPECIALLY TUCKER. HE IS *SO* UNCOUTH.
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What felines put up! Sheesh! You have every reason to shout, Trouble.
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