Hi everybody! Peter Parker here. I was playing outside with my Posse yesterday when I took a tumble off the patio falling heavily onto the grass far below. Fortunately, my superior reflexes saved me from egregious injury as I nimbly picked myself up and made the mighty leap from the ground back onto the concrete slab… a full one inch. Looking quickly around to see if anyone noticed, I nonchalantly licked a paw then gathered myself for the annihilation of the object that had led to my undoing in the first place… the leaf that was craftily eluding me. Out of nowhere Billy White Shoes appeared, pounced with lightning speed, and killed my adversary without mercy. He trotted off with the remains in his mouth, tail held high, very proud of his trophy. Nothing is safe when the Posse is on the prowl.
Until next time….See you on the flip flop!