dog did it. they was just guarding the evidence.
The narrator: they don’t even have a dog.
A evil dog jumped through the window and broke the vase. It covered its entrance to make the cat look like the animal responsible
I’ve had cats for most of my life and those are the pupils of a culprit.
I was attacked by the Vase. You could have lost me.
It was coming right for me!
the floor dealt the fatal blow, with assists from gravity and whoever put that thing in kitty’s way.
The eyes on that cat spell “murder” to me. When my cat looks at me like that, I’m reaching for the cat toys.
It’s the eyes that get me
Yeah, must be the wind
*its
Maybe you knocked the vase over. Ever, thought about that human?
I want to believe. I would believe.
Oh no, that’s him officer.
ma che bello
