(as in Coco Chanel and her stuffed puppy friend)
Little Chanel was found underneath a trailer several weeks ago. The family that found her contacted us... and then decided to keep her... and then decided this week that a kitten was better off with us instead.
Eight-week-old Chanel examines five-and-a-half-month-old Lincoln's tail. Look at that size difference!
"Eeek! That big monster's tail is coming to get Chanel!"
"Ouchie! That tail packs a wallop!"
"Hey Mister! Watch where you put that thing."
"Chanel SAID... Watch where you put that thing!
And be off with you, kind sir!"
"Is this kid for real?"
"Frosty shall stay safe from the munchkin's hiss up here.
No, really... Her legs are too short to reach me."
"Hey Lady... the munchkin is hissing at Frosty again.
Can you open the door and get it out of here, please?"
"Actually Lady, Lincoln thinks a better plan might be for you to open the door and get US out of here."
"Really... it's a good plan... Lincoln promises...
No? Come oooooonnnnnn!"
"Hey guys... What's out there?????"
"Okay... we will just hide out here and wait for her to grow up already."