That's MY chicken drippings!

You know, all of the gall those gimpies have! By now they should just know that whenever something tasty hits the floor, its MINE, but no, those impertinent little suck ups tried to push ME out of the way of some tasty raw chicken juice that the human woman obliviously tracked all over the kitchen.

I made sure they knew full well that chicken dripping is MINE, and you would think that I ripped the Mutatoe's head off with all the shrieking and cringing he did. I mean, come on I didn't even touch him. Didn't even muss up a hair on his mutatoe furry body, and yet he made the human woman think that I tore open his throat or something so she yelled at me and cuddled him!

He really knows how to play that human woman and get his way. I think he even pulled out a little of his own fur and threw it on the floor before shrieking like a little girl. Yeah, whatever, while he's getting all the attention, I finished up the chicken goop.

Meeshka