This made me realize how truly awesome Dewey was.
When u finally get home from school
when you past a mirror at a party and your trashed
Mozzarella does her best impression of a sausage.
I just love how after he asks if it’s a sausage, it looks down like “oh shit! I am a sausage :o”
"Are you a sausage?"
"*cats looks down and back up* yah"
I love it when cats open their mouths wide open and all that comes out is a small peep