his cat, a black and white tabby named "Oscar" was perched on a small table next to the front door. Oscar had been sitting on the table, apparently playing "watch it fall" with the other letters, since just after Jake picked up the package. Now Oscar was staring at Jake with what seemed to be a smirk on his face.
"No way!" breathed Jake, looking at Oscar. Oscar was a cat, cat's couldn't talk..., could they?
"Whatever, human, just get me a can of that fish flavored food. I'm hungry!"
It was as if Oscar were talking, but the cat's mouth stayed shut... and Jake felt compelled to get a can of fish flavored cat food!
Jake walked into the kitchen, where his mom was loading the dish washer. He opened a cabinet and got out a can of cat food and picked up Oscar's food dish. Jake's mom turned and saw Jake.
"What are you doing?" she asked, looking at Jake holding the can of cat food. "You know that the vet told us Oscar needed to lose weight! Now put that back and get me the dish soap!"
Jake...