Page 84 - Tomcats in Paradise

No sooner had his crinkled tail crossed the threshold of this
wonderful seafood grotto than Eddie became aware that something
else smelled fishy. He turned to leap out of the box but it was too
late. A panel slid shut right in his face. Eddie screamed bloody
murder and clawed at the smooth edges and corners of his prison, all
to no avail: he was trapped.
He heard human voices and smelled his own fear overpowering the
fake fish aroma. The befuddled animal scrambled for balance as the
box suddenly twisted and turned on its axes.
The container made rough contact with some unyielding surface
and the panel slid open. Eddie moaned loudly and refused to move,
but another tiny window in the box opened and a blunt stick prodded
him forward. This was the last straw. Eddie lost the last shred of
sanity and exploded. He hissed and spat and lashed out in all
directions. But that just made it all the easier for him to be pushed
out of the box and into a small wire cage.