Thought I'd stop by to visit with Willard the Jail Rat today. He muttered something about how long it'd been since my last visit and I set the tray of fresh cheese down for him. He started to launch into one of those stories of his when he yelled "What the heck do ya have there in yer mouth?! It better not be what I think it is!"
I had forgotten about Chester and calmly stopped chewing on him. I spat him out and held him up delicately with my claws by the end of his tail. "Wellhellotheresir! HowareyouI'mChesterandyouare... Ohwowyouliveinajail?Isitfun?Doyoumeetprisoners?Doyouwanttoescape? Oooooo...cheese!"Willard stopped dead in his tracks and stared long and hard at both of us..."On second thought," he said. "Keep on doin' what you were doin'..."