Fagin the Thief

Fagin: Hey kitties, this is Fagin. YAY!! I gotta tell you about what happened last night. My mommy said something very mean to me kitties. She called me "Fagin the Thief" and said that will be one of my new nicknames. But its not my fault kitties, really its not! It's all the chicken's fault!!

You see, last night Daddy made nummy chicken and cheese quesadillas for him and Mommy. Well, Mommy ate all of hers but ONE LONELY piece which she left on her plate that she set down on the counter. She then went outside to do something with the woofies and I was just sitting there - honest I was - when the quesadilla said to me: "Fagin! Fagin! Do not leave me here all alone, all by myself. Fagin! I need to be eaten!" And then it began to cry, it really did, so I jumped up on the counter and NOM NOM NOMed the piece of quesadilla, just as it asked me too. And Mommy did not even know - she thought Daddy ate it because I left no incriminating evidence. Later when he ratted me out (BAD DADDY!) she called me "Fagin the Thief!!" Well, what do you expect woman!! Look what character you named me for - the head thief!!

Purrageous Mom: Fagin, that is a good story and all but what about Daddy's missing shrimps from the night before?

Fagin: I do not know Mommy - maybe they swam away? Look! What's that?!?! (giggles are heard as Fagin runs off)