We live in dangerous times. I must be on constant look out for Enemies. Scribbler’s no help. In fact, she makes a point of befriending my foes. Take this roaring monster, for example…
Though she knows I hate it, she insists on taking it out of prison and letting it roam around the house every week or son. Thank goodness she keeps it on a lead. Scribbler says I should count myself lucky she’s not house proud. Some furless romp around with these things every day.
As for this weapon of mass distression, she doesn’t even bother keeping it locked away…..
It’s so monstrous and sure of itself, it sits in the living room waiting for a human to sit down and give it enough confidence to roar at me. Fortunately, I have exacted revenge on this creature a few times. You may notice the protective caging Scribbler erected to stop me showering it with the disdain it deserves.
Some monsters are scarier than others. This one, I think, is probably a fake…..
But this one is fully trained and genuine. It swallows me up and takes me to a torture chamber called the Vet….
Memorise these images then destroy. You never know when they might be coming to get you.
