We join our intrepid feline heroes on a dark and stormy morning.
Zinger: I’ll walk on mom’s head. That usually wakes her up.
Leading the way to back door. The door opens, Zinger pokes his head out.
Zinger: Hey, what’s with the cold water falling from the sky? I’m so not going out into that!
Darkman: You wuss, I’ll show you how it’s done.
Gingerly places one sleek black paw on the water logged deck. Yanks it back as if burned.
Darkman: Who wants to go outside anyway? We can fly (run) up and down the hallway and jump on things we’re not supposed to.
Zinger:That sounds like a great plan!
And so our intrepid heroes are resting up for their next great adventure.
Little do they know it has stopped raining. Not sure they care.