By night I am secret superhero, and am shown here with my sidekick Biscuits the Cat.
I am risking great danger to come out of the closet, but this is a Most Important Missionmeow ... because Biscuits has been MISSING (4 days meow already) and without her, I ain't got no POWAH and cannot rush around saving the world and doing Ironstuff in the guise of my human (Yanti, shown to the left). We have a five alarm-eow mission happening in Western Australia next week and it may be impossible without Biscuits's usual critical assistance.*
Please, please bark/yowl/pray/meditate/vibalicious for her soon and safe return, preferably right meow.
Love & Licks,
Lisa
*This usually consists of her preventing Yanti from packing by occupying her suitcase and hissing and clawing whenever she tries to put something in it. In the meanwhile, I hop into her bike box, blending in with the soft black foamy background, to accompany her on the mission.
maybe she is out saving the world with my devilish Toonces??? She is just on an adventure, and now that your plea has reached the world, she will return!
Biscuits, you are needed for meow adventures. Please go home. Treats are waiting for you. (Actually, I don't know that, but, I'm gonna try and sell you that idea anyway.)
Leave some PopTarts outside the door. If she's your cat, she will come home for those delighteful snacks.
CUTEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE! Gosh, I love Pop Tarts!
I left Pop Tarts, remnants of bacon-fried rice, birth control pills, and oatmeal-baking soda-sea salt mush by the open window for her. She cannot possibly resist all her favorites together at once.
Oh no, I don't even want to ask about the birth-control pills! Best of luck. If you or your dog do end up needing a new (or additional) cat, you can have my "child", Smudgee. He hunts, kills and eats geckos, even stuffed toy ones larger than he is.