I’m comfortable.  Thanks for asking.  No, really, this is actually very comfortable. What? My jiggedy-jangly is hanging down? It’s cool. I ate Dagny. CRAP.  Did I say that out loud? Don’t JUDGE me. That kitten had issues…like, man, you DON’T EVEN KNOW.

Hey, listen, do me a favor and keep your voice down.  There is a fern hanging right above my head.  I don’t want you to give it a heads up I’m here.  I’m going to attack it in a second, and I need the element of surprise.  Dags and I have been going for all 4 of these bushy animals all summer, and we have yet to catch one. We’ve caught plenty of fur…pieces of this thing are all over the porch.  But I don’t want fur.  I want the belly of that fat, delicious beauty. [Burp] EXCUSE ME. Psychotic kittens always give me heartburn.