Hi furriends, Princeton here. This is a crossbow. It is my human sister's. (yes, the one that saved my life) She uses this because she has athritis. (Dad and sister are very responsible hunters and obey every single law and yes, it makes the Mommy wince)
|Left side, close-up|
|The other side, close-up.|
Well furriends, I've been found out. During a recent brownie-raid (heh-heh, shoulda seen the peeps chasing me for that!) the Daddy looked in the guest-closet for brownie pieces that I may have dropped and found my dirty little secret. I've been chewing on the sister's new crossbow.
|No brownie, no crossbow, no problem!|
This pic is Daddy tryin to
giving me a bellah rub squish my guts out afterwards. I've got my laser eyes ready for him though!
Aren't I a stinker?
Happy Friday and purrs, y'all!
Pee Ess - crossbow is re-hidden in more remote place.