Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for December 06, 2017

I am getting a worried feeling for Bucky.

…I think a rat caught HIM a while back, and ate part of his brain!

Those were the days when cats were CATS, and canaries were SCARED.

One word: Crunches.

I remember me mom saying: “If you want a rat to play with, catch your own…this ones for supper.”

Me and my are the first words a cat learns.

And we LIKED it!

Cue the Four Yorkshire Men.

And to get to the mice, we had to walk barefoot through snow… uphill… both ways!