Post 1395: Dougy suspects I’ve eaten something yummy…!

Dougy’s pretty sure I’m eating something kitty boys like. He demands I let him smell my fingers! 

“OK, buster, whatcha eating?” Dougy meows, and I hide the cheese puffs from him while he’s not looking. (I shouldn’t eat them, either…!)


“Hey Dougy! Don’t go away mad, just go away,” I taunt, using the childhood family taunt sure to PO a saint!