Bob thought, and thought, and thought then he pooped, and them he thought some more, until finally, he had the perfect solution: he would smother himself in fire retardant and be shot out of a cannon into a large pile of cream pies in the middle of a small island.
It was genius! And he knew that Ham had a closet full of cannons, pies and fire extinguishers! (The lady had strange hobbies.)Sso, Bob rushed back inside to the closet and set up his escape route.
Then, after rolling around in fire extinguisher foam stuff, he climbed into the cannon. He struck the match and slowly, the string began to burn... '5...4...3...2' but then bob realized something: he needed to poo again.
To the litter box! (Da da da da duh dun)
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The Adventures of Bob the Cat
Short StoryThe pointless and hopefully comical collection of stories about a purple- possibly green- cat named Bob. I will update often!
