Bowie had to get some more food for his familiars. That dang Bunyip of his thought it would be fun to rip open every bag of food and throw it all over the floors in the kitchen, the bathroom, and down the stairs. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his pierced nose. He loved the stupid thing though. And Reed had been so excited giving it to him. A squeak on his shoulder brought Bowie out of his thoughts and he looked at the flitterat. "Hey Ziggy, sorry about that. Just lost in my thoughts." The flitterat snuffeled at his ear, then used the piercings and holes to climb up Bowie's face. "ACK!" He was about to grab the rat, but he settled on one of his horns, tail draped through a hole Bowie had drilled through it. "You're such a brat." He laughed as he entered the pet supply shop. "Gonna need a cart." He still couldn't believe that David wasted all that food, throwing it around the house like that. He grabbed the large bag of food for Bunyips first, then headed for Freg supplies, next were Nezubats and Flitterats. He barely even noticed he wasn't alone in the aisle.
