yet again another furry sibling face-off over the greatest thing ever invented since turkey jerky.
i look outside because i hear what sounded like a very sad sea otter…i’ve really never heard a sad sea otter, but i’m pretty sure that’s what it would sound like. Joo was staring into her dog house with her tail wagging frantically, so i thought…omg, is a baby sea otter trapped in there?! impossible, i know, but you should’ve heard the noises.
it turns out it was just Joo trying to get my attention.
mmmoooommmmm…c’meeeeeeere…looooooooooook.
so i go out and check out the scene and see what all the ruckus is about. i see that Joo’s ball was being guarded by the ferocious Fozzie and there was no way that Joo was goin’ in there alone. sure, Fozzie looks sweet, but he must be some kinda devil kitty when i’m not looking.
do you see it?! it’s right there!
i tell Joo to go and get her ball; which in most cases, she would actually go get it, because that means play time! this time, it took a little convincing.
are you sure about this?
finally, after a good pep talk, she finally went in. the look on her face pretty much tells you how unsure she is about the whole thing.
i can’t believe you made me come in here.
after a couple of minutes, she realizes it’s really not so bad with him in there and gets a little comfy.
but alas, she realizes…what am i doing laying around in here!? it’s play time!
wooooo! i got it!
yay for happy endings…but that’s not the end! after i threw the ball for her, she brought it back, walked past me and went right back into her house even with the devil kitty guarding the entrance.
what?
fine…i guess he’s not THAT crazy.





































