chud buddies

 One of the cats tries to squeeze himself behind a box in his office.

“What is he doing?” she asks him.

“I don’t know,” he says. “I think there’s a mouse or something.”

“God. Look at his fucking thighs.”

“I know. He’s got a big booty.”

She laughs.

The cat keeps trying to jam his head behind the box. His legs are positioned funny and she comments on it.

“When he was a kitten his dad took him to the cat equivalent of Chuck E. Cheese.”

“Oh yeah?” she asks.

“Yeah. Like, ‘Hey dad, can we go to Chud Buddies?”

She laughs. “Chud Buddies.”

“And all the games are like this. You jam your face behind a box or some shit and try to catch a mouse. And all the rewards are dead mice and shit.”

She laughs again. “Gross,” she says.