Mr Jingles cared nothing for the game, he was on a mission. The ball had to die.
but wut happinz wen teh kitteh iz teh ball?
It's 5 a.m. You could have called.
aifinkso itz way 2 erlee in teh morning fer foan callz...
Here we have Felis domesticus Hunting its prey.
iz teh kittehz naym elmur fudd?
Frank looked out over the majestic rocky coast bathed in the grandeur of the setting sun... ...and he thought of nothing, because he is a cat.
aifinkso dis coast iz teh best coast, purrsonalee.
The fine line between lazy and dead I've crossed it.
derz a pwetty big diffrense between teh 2, tho.
Dis is for Zombie Apocalypse
hoomin, y yur feet not cyoot? myn r adorabibble
mah toesiez, let meh showz u dem!