“What is that… Thing?” Henry shuddered, disgusted.
“That?” Suki asked, looking down to see what Henry was referring to. “Oh, you mean him?”
“What else would I be referring to?” He spat back.
She hissed, then whispered, “I believe that is our new companion.”
“It’s… Shaggy?” He took a moment, surveying the intruder. “And not to mention smelly.”
“Of course it’s smelly, it’s a dog, ” Suki responded, licking her fur.
“A dog? Is that similar to us?”
“Oh, my dear boy, not in the slightest.” The two cats stayed sat on the sofa, staring down at the flea ball in front of them