Monday, February 9, 2009

An Interrogation

Frank and Jen were cleaning yesterday and found my stash (oops, I mean a stash) of playthings under the couch. I tried to tell them that it wasn't my fault, but they wouldn't listen. So I had to find the culprit.
I had a good guess who was responsible, so I tried to talk him into confessing.
But the suspect wasn't cooperating, so I had to put the squeeze on him.


In the end he got what was coming to him, because I am a fierce mancat-in-training! Just look at those teeth!



13 comments:

  1. Those teef look vishus! You will be a wonderful mancat when the time comes to graduate from training.

    Milo and Alfie xx

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  2. Mr. Tuck, we bet you put a good bitey on the suspect with those teeth!

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  3. Wow, Tuck! We don't think we could ever keep anything from you! You look ferocious!

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  4. Wow, that's some set of jaws, Tuck. I assume you got a confession out of the perp!

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  5. Thank you for visiting our blog and for understanding that I'm not "fat." This is our first time visiting your blog and we enjoyed it very much. You're a little cutie pie.

    Cinza

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  6. Those teefs are very impressive! We hope you taught that fish a lesson.

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  7. Just find a better hiding spot next time. Humans always look under the couch. That's where mine is, too!

    -- Carbon.

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  8. awesome job Tuck!! now, you need a better hiding spot

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  9. What a pawsome stash of toys yoo gots! We bet dat fish was talkin in no time.

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  10. mr tuck yoo are a furry gud mancat in training!

    purrs
    abby

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  11. Toys need a good talking to Tuck!

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