That Thing is an alcohowic...

After sending away that tewwor of a "girlfwiend", I would have thought I could have some peace.
Now do you guys know what That Thing did?
Sigh....

Some of mine Mummy's wewatives came over and had beers.
Beers. Are. For. Beans.
I'm sure all of you kittehs know that too.
And anyway, beers smell howwible. And taste even nastier.

That Thing, sniffed the beer.
And keeps twying to poke his nose into the cups.
And pushed and whined and attempted to stick his whole face in.
And mine Mummy had to push him away fwom evewyone's cups.
In the end, no one could put their cups down because the moment someone weft his cup unattended, That Thing would twy to stick his face in.
Do you think kittehs can get dwunk fwom sniffing too much beer?

Why does That Thing alway have to come up with things to turn my fur gwey?
Can someone help whap some sense into That Thing?