Da mommas have been doing some big cleaning and rearranging stuff today. Ok, it are mostly my grandma doing da work. But my momma did vacuum and clean her bedroom. And put up like 10 nail polishes. Which she thinks counts. Anyways, in da midst of all dis cleaning, grandma went into the sewing room/office. And there wuz cat puke EVERYWHERE. And this barf of ginormous proportions wuzn't on the floor. No, somecat had decided to puke INTO the serger - making a huge mess. At furst, I wuz just as much of a suspect as Angelique, we'd both been seen in there (even if she HAD been in there a lot more). Da serger had to be completely taken apart - and there wuz da evidence. If the puke don't fit, you MUST acquit! And luckily (for me anyways), the puke contained a gray hairball. Now, who has gray hair . . .
Yeah, it are Angelique. Guilty of Projectile Vomitude in the Furst Degree! I say her punishment should be that I get all of her treats for a month. Well, make it two months since I wuz unjustly accused. And remember, if da puke don't fit, ya must acquit!