Thursday 8 March 2018

What if I was in charge?-Emma



Hi. I’m Jingles and I’mma really fluffy kitten. The cat! Of my crib. My crib is made of my owners “lost clothes” and wood I stole from my treehouse. My owners always complain about how unstable the treehouse is.




But what takes away my pride?... Lolly!

Lolly is my puppy “sister” And she acts like shes in charge of me, she chases me around the house.

But this time, I'm taking no more.

This time, I'm in charge of the crib!




“Stand down lolly dog!” I say with passion in my voice.



We sorted out our differences and now I'm in charge!

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