When the cats come over to stay at Grammaw and Grampaw's, poor Clyde becomes the target for mischief.
I thinks we can whups him, don'choo, Mr. Grr?
Are you guys up to something?
I taked him down all by myselfs.
(Actually, Clyde and the kittehs have a sort of detente. As long as he doesn't eat all their really good expensive kibble, they leave him alone. But if there's a precipitous drop in the food supply, all bets are off . . .)
Don't forget to visit other critters of all sorts, especially good doggies and swell kittehs, at Modulator's Friday Ark.
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