Taylor: Hey, Marcus, did you know you have a new nickname?
Marcus: What is it? Stud Muffin? Handsome?
Taylor: No, I heard Jan call you Marcus Oink Oink this morning.
Marcus: Are you sure you didn't misunderstand?
Taylor: No, but I think it has something to do with all those disappearing bowls of cat food and your expanding waistline.
Marcus: I haven't seen any disappearing bowls of cat food. Have you?
Taylor: Actually, yes, I have. That's our food, not yours. Jan thought she had blocked you from the top of the dryer where our bowl is kept. That is, until she caught you red-pawed standing on the dryer pigging out today.
Marcus: Oh, that? That was just a mid-morning snack.
Taylor: But Jan can't afford to keep you in cat food and it isn't good for you anyway. You have gotten fat on it. Now she has to figure out where to move our food that you can't reach it and she's not happy about that!
Marcus: There isn't anywhere she could move it I can't reach. I'm athletic, you know!
Taylor: That's what she's afraid of. You're like an energetic bunny on steroids.
Marcus: Mmmm. Mr. Energetic Bunny would probably sound a whole lot more appealing to the ladies than Marcus Oink Oink.
Taylor: Well, if you really care what the ladies think, Marcus, you need to eat more veggies like a bunny and less cat food.
Marcus: You mean go on a *whispers* d-i-e-t? You do know diet contains the word "die"? I'm too young to die.
Taylor: You won't if you diet. But there is the possibility, if Jan catches you stealing our food again!
We are joining the Pet Parade hosted by Rascal and Rocco, Basil the Bionic Cat, Barking from the Bayou and Owned by a husky.