'You have a cute laugh?!' I thought to myself, 'Great! Duh, now Snag's gonna get the hint that I like him! Nice going, Stupid!' I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and I saw Snag with a concerned look on his face. I found myself staring deeply into his eyes. His beautiful hazel eyes. Luckily, he didn't notice. He was more concerned about the scratch marks he had left on my face. He ran his fingers across the scratches. His fingers felt surprisingly soft against my fur. Finally, he stopped feeling my scratches, sighed in relief and said, "Thank God. It's not that bad.' Snag's voice snapped me out of my love trance. My face heated up in embarrassment. I was making myself look dumb in front of Snag. Snag had a puzzled look on his face, and I knew why: He was puzzled by the way I was acting.
Was Stupid alright? He was acting strange. I didn't know why he was acting so peculiar, so I decided to find out. "Are you feeling alrig