1.16.2013

fuss riddle: scratches

This morning while making breakfast Fuss erupted into the kitchen, jumping, snarling and clawing at me, running away, then returning to the attack.

After a few runs he asked,

"Dada, what HOPS in and claws at your GROIN-YA?"

"I don't know Fuss, what?

"A Frog-Cheetah!"


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