Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160930010612/@comment-27039035-20161117155840

"I don't beg for my food!" he spluttered. "And you can go on plenty of adventures as a kittypet. Just yesterday I . . . I . . ." His cheeks reddened. "It doesn't matter! I don't have to explain myself to you." Chubs was suddenly feeling flustered. "Now, if you don't mind, I'll be leaving now." He marched over to the fence and tried to jump up again. This time he made it halfway before a lightning-burst of pain shot through his hindleg. Sprained. "It's hopeless," he sighed, lying on the ground in defeat. "I'll never make it home."