Getting Sleep Stuart: Nice kitty, pretty kitty.

Getting Sleep Stuart: Nice kitty, pretty kitty. Snow: Are you cozy? Stuart: Yes, thanks, I’m quite comfortable. Snow: There’s all I’ve got to sleep on is a rag in the corner, you little rat. Stuart: : You seem tense. Snow: Tense? Oh, I’m way past tense. Stuart: Well, maybe I can help? What, what do you like? Can I, can I scratch your ears? I, I could rub your tummy. 08:

Snow: How’d you like to rub it from the inside, mouse boy? Stuart: I’m sorry, I’m a little bit confused, I thought that’s what you do with a pet. Snow: A pet? I am not your pet. I’m a cat. You’re a mouse. You should be living in a hole. This is my family. Stuart: Can we share them? Snow: Read my furry pink lips: No. … I can’t believe this. I’m arguing with lunch. And stay away from windows. If the other cats find out about this I’m ruined. I gotta relax. Where’s my tinkle ball?