I
overdosed on fish.
Okay,
that’s a really big understatement. I
ate so much fish that I felt like I could go and take a swim ohhhh-meeeee-ow
could those Trouties make a spread.
Maybe a spread isn’t generous enough but oh meee-ow. I’m rambling.
It
was really cute though how Midnight was hanging onto Daisy’s every word and
eating a huge piece of trout. Being the
fact that she was just a little kitty, her eyes got bigger than her tummy. As a matter of fact it made her tail spring
straight out. Can you believe that?
Anyway, a kitty can’t
play or gorge on the fish all of the time, right? Well, MOL maybe they can but there was
business to take care of here.
But let me add something about the meal-did you want to
know how much fish was there? Meee-ow well
take note of these fish numbers:
756 flounder
342 mackerel
98 sea bass
43 types of salmon
4378 pieces of trout
This was the first time that I had salmon in a long time
too. I sucked most of it down. Barney said that I had to have gorged on at
least 35 of them but I think he was lying.
His whiskers twitched to much and they usually do that when he
exaggerates.
Fish aside though there was some serious business to take
care of and you know what that is. We
had to help our pal, Midnight. As a
matter of fact, the Troutie Sheriff came up to me wanting to know what our next
move was and I wasn’t sure what to say at first. After all, it wasn’t easy to tear Midnight
away from Daisy!
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