Let them eat Milk-Bones!

Here we see Spike, the umbrella cockatoo, grandly dolling out Milk-Bones to the great Danes below like a plentiful king to his waiting peasants.

Only, these dogs aren't paying taxes or working the land, so the question is, what's in it for Spike?

I can only suspect there is a cat around that Spike, despite his mastery of boxes, can't manage to take down. So he is currying the favor of the giant dogs to carry out the job.

After all, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

And the enemy of my enemy, when high on milk bones, is my accomplice assassin. 


(by Myka Fox)