He kept a low profile at the ceremony because every cheetah knows the reception is where the party is at. Later at the reception he was seen drinking with a couple bridesmaids during dinner.
Once that cat was out of the bag so to speak and a little tipsy I might add he crawled right up on Pride Rock wait a minute the podium and acted all MC Cool Cat. We kept telling him we already had a Master of Ceremonies but he just didn’t care.
He did however almost fall off the podium from laughing so hard when the real MC brought out the chocolate milk. Even though, it is common knowledge now among family and friends alike not everyone and especially not Cheetor knew that when I was a little girl I used to steal chocolate milk boxes at my aunt’s house. I also thought I was so clever that if I threw all the empties behind the freezer no one would ever know. Boy, was I wrong and my aunt did find that surprise one day! Don’t worry, clearly she got her revenge here.
After all the speeches and toasting, Cheetor was hungry again and decided nobody would notice if he sampled the cake a little.
When the night came to an end he hitched a ride out of there with his favourite bridesmaid. I think they knew each other from before or something. At least I hope they did.
