Got me a fur skin coat!

After we got done fishing, we headed inside to try out some other areas. Apparently, my mad crazy fishing skills had not gone unnoticed because as we walked in, I was met by a gentleman who introduced himself as Pepé Le Pew. He told me how impressed he was with my fishing skills and went on to tell me that he was from LA and that he had won an Academy Award and that he had recently broken up with his true love Penelope Pussycat, and that he was lonely down in his big house in LA, and his driver and car were out front if I wanted to go back to LA and get married and have lots of pretty little children.
I said that's all very nice, and told him it was nice to meet him, and then proceed to try to catch up to the group. However, Mr. Pew was having none of it, he was hopping around (with great musical grace I admit) and telling me how great I was. Eventually, I got tired of him...and his smell. So, I took action. As I crawled - and he pranced - by the opening to a tunnel, I grabbed him, dragged him inside, and ended his day very abruptly.

It wasn't my plan, but I have to say, I look great in fur!

After a bit of admiring myself, I buttoned up my new Pew Coat and headed for the door.


I'm a fashionista now! FIERCE!