Welsh Halfwit wrote:Leslie looked up and frowned. "Wen'd your ceeling get allaway up there?" He asked, pointing upwards.
A knock comes on the door, an Mr. Norton appears in the doorway, with a newspaper over is head to shield him from the light raining drizzle, as he gets home from work.
Hey lil guy, I've heard that you two have had an eventful day.
How are you feeling?
Iz fleeling juf fine.. nowz.
Mr.Nordic, check the neck brace, and bandages to is skunk pet, an then the injuries to the kitten..
Are you sure, your not sounding fine..
Ooooh yea well things feelz weirrd but notts in pains n' allz
Mr. Nordic finally notices the orange soda's..
Where did you two get theses? Don't you two know that pets are somehow allergic to what's in them?
Taking the cans of orange soda away..
Butt day in were cooler Cleo placked fur us..
I think you both have had enough of this.. Sorry to have ruined your fun.
I'm sure she doesn't know the effect these have on pets.
Awww I dink think it wis dat bad furrrr us..?
Now you do. you too take care out here.. An be-sure to let us know if you need anything..
Mr.Nordic goes back into the house with the orange soda cans..