May Ling here, with some disturbing developments to report.
Scouty may be on to something with his Stew Pot Conspiracy theories.
Because today Mommy started waving the cooking pincers around, measuring us up for Cod only know what nefarious purposes.
She pinced my tender middle!
I ran away.
She pinced Grayce!
Grayce stomped off in a huff.
She snuck up (do you detect a pattern here?) on Scouty.
Mommy: I pince your head! Bwahahahahaha!
Scouty figured if he ignored Mommy maybe she'd take a hint, and her pincers, and go away.
She moved 'em closer...
...at which point Johnny moved in to save his buddy...
To Be Continued...
XX May Ling XX