Almost ready for his Vogue photo-shoot, Evil Weasel is heard mumbling "Keith Richards can bite me..." (or something to that effect) as he staggers out of bed early one afternoon...
Still staggering out of bed, he mutters something about his "morning yoga routine" while I go and have my 5th cup of coffee...
Upon returning, we see that he has awakened. "Dude-- check out 'Lion Yawning' " . "Yes yes Zoocater... can we get a wriggle on-- we have a photoshoot!"
And finally-- Mr. Evil Weasel.... yes, this is really the same cat.
