Invasion of the Croissant People!

A pair of smiling, unblinking converts led Marsdon into the greenhouse. There he saw Miss Henderson unconscious next to a strange alien object. “She feels no pain,” said a convert. “Soon, just like her, you will awaken in your new body and feel happier… calmer… flakier.” Marsdon pulled out his revolver. “That’s where you’re wrong, you bloodless freaks! I’m flaky enough as it is!”

Nothing’s flakier than a cat, Andrew Y.

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So Long, Suckers

You’d think these two good-natured golden retrievers would be able to share a stuffed octopus — it’s got plenty of arms, after all. But no, they take turns stealing it from one another.

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