The Minutes of Our Last Meeting - Emergency Cat Meeting
Bongo: When I bite him, he thinks I’m being playful. Maybe I need to chew through the bone next time.
Bongo: When I bite him, he thinks I’m being playful. Maybe I need to chew through the bone next time.
By morning, he had decided he needed somewhere nobody cared about theater, someplace where the name Chekhov was more likely to be mistaken for a rifle than a playwright.