The jungle is no place to be. It's wild and overgrown. Anarchy rules.
What's that? I detect the slightest movement in the thick and unsavory brush! Why, I do believe it's a jungle cat!
The jungle cat attempts to make its way through the thick brush, but becomes entangled, and falls prey to the harsh landscape.
Never one to give up, the resilient jungle cat re-emerges from the depths of the brush, and makes a break for it.
The jungle cat, wily and most crafty, has battled the elements, and victoriously emerges unscathed.
Daddy, come home and mow the lawn, please. I don't want a jungle cat as a baby. Jungle cats are mangy and drink from dirty rivers. Don't condemn our baby to a life of manginess and dirty river drinking. Baby likes bubble baths and fresh water.
4 comments:
YOu are so subtle.
Subtle only works when you don't mind having a jungle cat as a baby!
Awwww, but she's so cute as a jungle cat!
Hope you checked for ticks before that fresh bubble bath.
She's a doll of a jungle cat. What more can I say?
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