WAFFLES: Are you ready for the party, Boss?
WAFFLES: You know, the cat sitter. She's coming over for champagne and cats.
KATIE: Wait. The cat sitter???
WAFFLES: It's a party, Boss. I told you. Champagne and cats.
KATIE: When you say cats, who exactly do you mean?
*15 minutes and one doorbell ring later*
KATIE: That's one way of putting it. I swear, he'll eat out of anyone's hand.
WAFFLES: That's not true, Boss. I'll eat off anyone's plate too.
KATIE: You know Waffles, you ought to take a breath between bites.
WAFFLES: Slurp-slurp-slurp. I'm just cleaning the plates, Boss.
Champagne, Cats & the Cat Sitter
According to Katie, Glogirly broke one of the cardinal cat sins last night. She invited the cat sitter over for champagne and snacks. Socializing with the cat sitter??? Apparently this get-together was not cleared through Katie in advance. She was aghast– upstairs and under the bed. Though when it came time for dinner, even the cat sitter didn't keep her from circling the kitchen for food.
Like we said, Katie was aghast.