Scrappy

This morning, while I was practicing my roars, I got to thinking about what it would be like if we were like our saber toothed tiger cousins. Think of my roars then! ROWR! but really, really big! If the dog tried to lick me when I didn't like it, I could just bite her or smash her with my powerful paw. Tucker and I could really wrestle hard! Badness would be even tougher! We could hunt our prey. Small dogs beware of the saber toothed tigers on the prowl. Peoples would run in fear of us instead of trying to pick us up and smother us with lovin's. Well, everyone but our mama.

We would still need our mama for ear scratches and back rubs. Plus we would need a bed to sleep in. Come to think of it, the bed would be kind of crowded with our mama and 3 saber toothed tigers. And there would be more shedding which mama always complains about be we don't really care. And the litter boxes, think of the size! Mama may make us outside tigers! We want to go outside but not furever! Tigers need to sleep on bed and have scratches!

Maybe we are better off being little tiny domestic kitties. This way we can sleep on beds and get scratches. And if we don't catch prey we get crunchies.

Crunchies?! oooo I am hungry! Bye!

Sorry we have been absent! We have been very busy throwing back attacks from the Chihuahua Fundamentalists. Little did we know that a local sleeper cell had been activated. They had started leaving flaming poo bombs on door steps and jumping out from behind bushes barking "Viva la Revolucion! Viva La Revolucion!"

We were able to subdue them finally. Much blood, sweat and tears were shed.

Off to rest!