It's a delightful spring in Paris. In the French countryside a farmer is having a yard sale in his gigantic yard, it's big because he has a farm. Many people from Paris looking for a bargain have come out to the yard sale. Napoleon and Lafayette are watching with interest from the shade of a big hay stack. There are many interesting people to look at and catch whiffs of. All of a sudden Lafayette's ears perk up and he sniffs the air. His hackles raise and a low growl gurgles in his dog throat. A FAMILIAR SMELL!
All of a sudden a noisy motorcycle chugs up the road to the yardsale. It's Edgar! Edgar the butler! Oh nooo! Lafayette and Napoleon don't like this one bit. They remember that butler from when he was a dick before.
Edgar gets off his motorbike and sneers at the yardsale. There's gotta be some good deals here, maybe he can find some antiques and sell them for a ton of money. Just as he was oggling some expensive looking chandelier bulbs a limo pulled up. Edgar was filled with dread. Could it possibly be?
The door opened and out came Madame Adelaide Bonfamille. She must be looking for some collector doilies. Edgar hoped against hope that those dreadful hairballs weren't with her. But alas just then a white paw daintily set foot outside the limo door, followed by many sets of tiny paws. Out came Duchess and her kittens.
Edgar was filled with rage, those kittens should have drowned and then he'd have all the inheritance! Just then something sparkling in the french sunlight. Eureka! He couldn't believe his eyes but there right before his eyes was harpoon! He quickly snatched it up and searched for a price dot. There in neon green was the 5 france dollars price sticker. Edgar was in luck, he had enough cash. He dumped a sweaty wad into the farmer's hand and snatched up the harpoon and walked with a serious expression and furrowed brow toward Duchess and her kittens. He raised the harpoon and it shot a blinding ray of sunlight into his own eyes and he screamed in pain!
"YEEEOOOOOOW" he cried!
Napoleon and Lafayette had luckily forseen his fowl deed and had already set off running toward the evil butler. Lafarette bit his trousers and ripped then showing his heart print boxes. Egdar rolled down the farm hill shaking his fist.
"I'll get you next time kittens!" he cried!
Then O'Malley the alley cat jumped out of a conocopia for sale and laughed. His laugh was so jolly that it spread like fire. O'Malley, Duchess, Marie, Berlioz, and Toulouse all laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed. Then when they got home they had some cinmanim milk and slept heartily.
Paris was beautiful that night.