I just came home from church and was changing out of my "Sunday-go-to-Meetin' duds" when just outside the window there arose the sound of two cats going at one another. Zane charged right across my lap and was plastered to the window.
I could almost hear him say, "Let me at 'em! Where's my K-Bar? Where's my Luger? Where's my Uzi! Let me at 'em!"
I could almost hear him say, "Let me at 'em! Where's my K-Bar? Where's my Luger? Where's my Uzi! Let me at 'em!"