


Little Oscar on the other hand has a very different view about this whole thing. The first time they flew by, you could steadily hear a roaring, then SWOOSH!!!!! Oscar's eyes got as big as dinner plates and he ran, yes i kid you not, RAN under the coffee table and crouched down as low as he could, ears laid back and all. Then, SWOOSH! again and he started yowling. SWOOSH! Off he runs to the basement! I'd like to think if he could talk he'd be yelling, "IT'S AN AIR RAID! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE MOMMA!!!!!!"
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poor little kitty!
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