Father's Day!

"Excuse me", said the deer, "is that your rose bush?"

"Ahem," said Felix, the cat, "surely you jest. This is our redneck kitty playground. We don't keep roses here"

"Perfect, then those must be for us. If you'll just step aside, I think I hear my breakfast calling"

"Purrrrrfect, it isn't! That potted rose is for the feeders father, she placed it carefully in the middle of our playground. I have strict instructions to guard it with my threatening look. See. (looks menacing, is tempted to bear teeth, but doesn't want to have to prove anything)

"This is awkward," said the deer, "I'm sure you're mistaken, do you see all the buds on that rose, I'm sure those are for me."

"Ahem," said Annie, stepping into the redneck kitty playground.

"Excuse me," said the deer.

"AhEM!" said Annie...