Oops. I did it again!
The Can Opener has been really trying hard to help me trim down. But short of a pair of scissors, I don’t think it’s happening!
You see, the problem is, there’s food. And where there’s food, I’m there too… that is, as soon as I can get there. And if she opens tuna, I’m there a lot faster!
And it doesn’t help that Skinny little miss Twilight saunters by all slim and slick and makes me look like Mount Everest. I told her to quit doing that, but she never listens. And she gives me these snide looks when the Can Opener gives her treats as if to say, “I get more than you!”
(Twilight)- No I don’t,
Mount -Sushi! And I can’t help it if I’m “slim and slick”- That’s because I don’t lay my head in my food bowl… and besides, I hunt all day, and all night if Mom lets me stay out- but the only thing you hunt is treats!
Mom- You might want to let Twilight out now-one of these days, I’m going to slither up behind her and SQUASH her like a bug!
By the way, is that salmon I smell?