Gossip Irritates Cookie

Cookie the cat was as hot as a bull burnt to medium well. His kitchen was corrupted, and there was a foul smell. He had never wanted this occupation anyway, truth to tell. Our head cook looks peeved today, whispered his cousin, Jel. His face is green, and his cheeks looked like a pinkish conch shell. This observation was made by the sous-chef, Ms. Michelle. He has never been a happy cook, said his friend, Mr Mel. Then why doesn’t he find another job? Asked his cousin Jel. He fears the interview process, it can be almost hell. But this isn’t bringing him joy, argued Michelle and Mr. Mel. Cookie gave them all a mean look and yelled “What is that smell?” He was tired of all this gossip, especially from sous-chef, Michelle. The weird smell was from moldy anchovies coming from a well. These slimy things had bubbled up from the drain, and it was not swell. Cookie assigned the clean up task to Ms. Michelle and Mel. Because Cookie he knew how lazy could be his little cousin, Jel.