Cats are smart. They make great detectives, the way they sneak around and notice everything.
I ought to know. I am one -- a cat AND a detective.
And I'm telling you, something just isn't right in my house. Trouble makes my whiskers twitch.
It all started when that parrot moved in. If you can call it a parrot. I'm starting to have my doubts. It doesn't look like any parrot I've seen before. Then there's the cage.
That cage is odd. Ms. D hung it up in the living room, and whenever she's out for the day, that parrot unfolds new parts that stick up like metal poles. Then it makes sounds into its metal bird seed tray, like it's talking to someone.
One day, I climbed up behind the curtains to be able to hear. I overheard that parrot-thing said to its tray, "Two more days and the zingplod will be OURS, cat or no cat!"
Well, I don't know what a zingplod is, but my whiskers told me this was trouble, and trouble called for action. I swung out on the curtain, giving that bird a growl to scare the feathers off of it. Then I raised my paw to smack down that radio it was using.
Just then, Mrs. D walked through the door. And don't you know, that parrot started flapping and crying like I had just chewed it up and spat it out. "Oh, you bad kitty!" yelled Mrs. D. She rushed over and grabbed me by the collar.
The cat was locked in the basement and no one could hear or see him.
Sudenly, the cat saw an ugly shadow throw a hole which was in the door. It was a very extrange shadow . So the cat said: I have to get out of here. Then he looked up and saw a small window on the wall, he gave a big jump and reached the window. He went out the basemet and went to see what the parrot was doing. Suddenly he saw a very agly monster, it was from another planet , it was an alien!!!
The parrot and the alien where talking, so the cat got closer to here what they were talking about. He could hear the word zingplod, so he peid more attention, and what he hear was that zingplod was a extrange machine to desappear humans. So the cat said: I will never allow they disappear humans.so the cat started to look for the machine for every corner of the house, but he didn’d find it, so when the parrot went out the cage, the cat saw thate in the cage there was a very small box, he took it from the cage and realized taht it was the zingplod. Suddenly he hear the cat and the alien talking very close, and suddenly they entered to the house and saw that the cat had the box, they started to fight, but the cat was more intelligented than they bouth together, he push a small botton the box had and a very bright light left them almost blind, then the cat saw that there were no alien, and the parrot was again in its cage but he coudn’t speak any more. The cat was very sorprised becuaese he culdn’t understand haw that small box coud capture that big alien.
The cat was very happy becaue finally he could safe the humanity and also because the parrot it wasn’t be a problem any more.
Now, I ask you -- how can I save this house if I'm locked in the basement? Hmmm?
I ought to know. I am one -- a cat AND a detective.
And I'm telling you, something just isn't right in my house. Trouble makes my whiskers twitch.
It all started when that parrot moved in. If you can call it a parrot. I'm starting to have my doubts. It doesn't look like any parrot I've seen before. Then there's the cage.
That cage is odd. Ms. D hung it up in the living room, and whenever she's out for the day, that parrot unfolds new parts that stick up like metal poles. Then it makes sounds into its metal bird seed tray, like it's talking to someone.
One day, I climbed up behind the curtains to be able to hear. I overheard that parrot-thing said to its tray, "Two more days and the zingplod will be OURS, cat or no cat!"
Well, I don't know what a zingplod is, but my whiskers told me this was trouble, and trouble called for action. I swung out on the curtain, giving that bird a growl to scare the feathers off of it. Then I raised my paw to smack down that radio it was using.
Just then, Mrs. D walked through the door. And don't you know, that parrot started flapping and crying like I had just chewed it up and spat it out. "Oh, you bad kitty!" yelled Mrs. D. She rushed over and grabbed me by the collar.
The cat was locked in the basement and no one could hear or see him.
Sudenly, the cat saw an ugly shadow throw a hole which was in the door. It was a very extrange shadow . So the cat said: I have to get out of here. Then he looked up and saw a small window on the wall, he gave a big jump and reached the window. He went out the basemet and went to see what the parrot was doing. Suddenly he saw a very agly monster, it was from another planet , it was an alien!!!
The parrot and the alien where talking, so the cat got closer to here what they were talking about. He could hear the word zingplod, so he peid more attention, and what he hear was that zingplod was a extrange machine to desappear humans. So the cat said: I will never allow they disappear humans.so the cat started to look for the machine for every corner of the house, but he didn’d find it, so when the parrot went out the cage, the cat saw thate in the cage there was a very small box, he took it from the cage and realized taht it was the zingplod. Suddenly he hear the cat and the alien talking very close, and suddenly they entered to the house and saw that the cat had the box, they started to fight, but the cat was more intelligented than they bouth together, he push a small botton the box had and a very bright light left them almost blind, then the cat saw that there were no alien, and the parrot was again in its cage but he coudn’t speak any more. The cat was very sorprised becuaese he culdn’t understand haw that small box coud capture that big alien.
The cat was very happy becaue finally he could safe the humanity and also because the parrot it wasn’t be a problem any more.
Now, I ask you -- how can I save this house if I'm locked in the basement? Hmmm?
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