Kibble Kat looked around, half expecting someone dressed like Lawrence of Arabia to show up to turn the tap on. He stared at the gold crusted faucet for a moment.
"What do you do to get a little service around here. Back home I could expect Daddy or Mommy to show up in a half hour or so. Here, you're paying $3,500 a night in this joint. You'd think they'd have room service."
The 'little place in the country' was actually in the country of Dubai and Kibble Kat had stopped in for a little r&r at this luxury motel built on an artificial island in the Gulf of So and So (Kibble Kat, like his dad, wasn't so hot on geography . From the desert the hotel actually looked like a big chicken bone. Well, it wasn't a chicken, alas, but they served some tasty chicken dishes, and he loves chicken, and so kibblekat happily tried them all when no one was looking.
You may wonder, brave reader, how kibblekat was able to afford such a high price tag. Well, that's easy. You see when you are a little kat, you are TINY, and you just wait for opportunity of the everpresent opening door, and walk right in! He had finely honed this useful skill over years with Mommie and Daddy. Patience and the right moment are crucial. Omit the occasional meow in this case, tho. (Another time he would cleverly disguise himself as an impressive Count, but his tailor could not be reached at this episode. So katskills would have to do).
When opportunity knocks, the paws are ready to roll.
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