Jun 30, 2016
"Bad news old timer, found Orendi trying to shave your ferret. Ferret's fine, she just looks like she's missing her pants."
Kleese’s face was as white as a ghost- even more so than usual. Anything involving Orendi getting up to mischief was never a good thing.
“Sh- she’s alright?” he stuttered, incredibly worried. He couldn’t bear to see anything actually happen to Snoot. When Whiskey said she was okay, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief. “Oh, thank goodness... Dear, I suppose she’ll look quite undignified until the fur grows back.” He chuckled to himself, before adding as an aside: “Maybe I could find some little pants for her to help stay warm in the meantime.”