|Oh my gosh! I had no idea! Dried chicken poop is delicious!|
I know, right?!!
|I don't think this thing is supposed to be eating our food.|
|I'm not gonna stop it. Those claws are sharp! YOU stop it!|
|That winter fur coat makes you look fat.|
|Hey, you did it! Look at him run! What a big baby!|
|Why, Mom? Why did you have to get those things?|
Was I not enough for you?
|Come on! That big dog's over here! |
Let's get her!
|Seriously! Can we take them back?!|
|What? Only one Christmas toy? It's MINE!|
|No way! Give it here! It's MINE!|
|Fine! I'll just chew your ear instead. |
It comes with a squeaker!
|Get off of me, you maniac!|
|What's all the commotion over there?|
|Holy Cow!! That thing is huge!|
It's a...I think it's a....T-REX!!!
|Be perfectly still. Don't move!|
It can't see us if we are perfectly still!
|I won't move! I'm NOT going to move! Not. Moving!|
Is it gone?!
|I think I can. I think I can.|
|Forget it cat. I'm three times your size. |
Besides, I've got something for you. Look out below!
|I'm glad Mom got two of these things, cuz there's no way|
I'm sharin' this. No way!
|Goodnight, Mom. You can go now. I'm kinda busy.|