All sense and reason left Bucky’s mind the minute he spotted the big slobbery one running free in the yard, unconcerned with the drippy assault from above. He actually seemed to be enjoying himself, the poor dope.
“Seriously though. What’s the point of taunting me with the premise of a cheeseburger if you’re never going to give it to me? It’s like they think I exist solely for their amusement or something,” thought Lily broodingly.
“Are they really so dense as to think that they’re not keeping a dangerous predator in their home? It’s as though they don’t even suspect that one day I’ll be feasting on their fatty livers,” thought Tigger of his wardens.