So the other evening, there was a bug in the bathroom. It looked like a lightning bug, but wasn't a lightning bug, and the kittens were chasing it.
Basil was watching from the bathroom window as the kittens ran here and there, trying (and failing) to catch the bug. After a while of this, he jumped down, nonchalantly walked over to where the bug had landed, smashed it against the wall, and walked away.
The kittens stared after him in awe, then sniffed the dead bug, and, being kittens, presently got distracted by something else and ran away.
It was pretty funny.
Basil was watching from the bathroom window as the kittens ran here and there, trying (and failing) to catch the bug. After a while of this, he jumped down, nonchalantly walked over to where the bug had landed, smashed it against the wall, and walked away.
The kittens stared after him in awe, then sniffed the dead bug, and, being kittens, presently got distracted by something else and ran away.
It was pretty funny.
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