CPR 2-28-2012 GRACIE GETS SLAPPED IN THE PUSS

 The girls, Lady, Libby, and Gracie, were lying around (photo 1), exhausted after doing what the girls do when they are not lying around, which is patrolling the perimeter of 540 Paddock.  (Libby looks for moles, Gracie looks for mice, and Lady looks for votes. That Lady, as Head Pet, is constantly politicking)

 . When Gracie was sure Lady was napping (which isn't hard to tell, given how Lady snores), she asked Libby if she had heard about Lady and Max. (Photo 2) What about Lady and Max?asked Libby.  "Well" said Gracie, "I heard that Lady and Max went on a long walk together, and that Lady was letting Max sniff her butt the whole walk!"

  Libby, who of course came to 540 Paddock as Lady's pet kitten, immediately slapped Gracie in the face. (Photo 3).  "You shut your bewhiskered mousehole!" hissed Libby.  "I will not hear such calumny against my friend."  Well, that certainly put Gracie in her place, albeit a confused place, as Gracie had no idea what a calumny was.  She asked Daisy, who was under the bed, what a "calumny" was, and Daisy said she thought it was a cat candy, like a caramel, but spelled differently, which led Gracie to wonder aloud whether Lady's  butt smelled like cat candy, and maybe that was an innocent explanation for the placement of Max's nose during his walk with Lady, but she was somewhat afraid of raising the subject,  lest she suffer another slap from Libby for making the inquiry. So she sent an e-meow to her cousin, Lilly, in East Granby, asking about this "calumny", and Lilly said "Calumny"was not a cat candy, but a cat perfume, which only further confused Gracie, as she could only wonder why Lady would be wearing a cat perfume.  Of course the explanation for that should have been readily apparent to Gracie-- why does Lady do anything?  Clearly she was wearing cat perfume for the votes.

SPONSORED BY CALUMNY-- THE WICKED FELINE SCENT TO WEAR ON THOSE LONG WALKS INTO THE DARKNESS