Mouser Tails

These are the voyages of the good ship "Mouser." Its on-going mission...to grab loot, kick d*ggy butt, eat good food, and entertain the hoomins. We will go places that no cat has gone before, see things no cat would want to see, and experience life to its fullest...as long as we're not horking up hairballs.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

But isn't this the...

Corporal Sammy was making the rounds of the ship, making sure that all was well.

She stopped short at the sight of a pair of kits hauling litterboxes out from the litterbox room and onto the deck, near the stern of the ship.

"CAPTAIN AND STANLEY! What are you doing?"

Two stripey heads turn toward the Corporal. "Why, we're just putting these where they belong!"

"Where they belong?!", exclaimed Sammy. "They BELONG in the litterbox room, which is below deck. You got the tour of the ship days ago. Why would you think that THIS is where they belong?"

"But Corporal! Isn't this part of the ship known as the poop deck?"

Corporal Sammy stood and looked at the kits for a long moment. Finally, she emitted a sigh of exas-purr-ation and sternly commanded, "Just put them all back in the litterbox room. And make it SNAPPY!"

"Aye, aye, Corporal!" And two stripey kits started hauling litterboxes below deck.