Jag was on the counter top trying to get anyone’s attention so that he could get helped back to the normal size. He hadn’t any idea where any of the others were or how many others took the shrinking pills. All he knew were that they’re were a few larger people in the house and were devouring things like they were going to starve. Then again, it could have been that way just due to the feline’s size, as a handful of chips seem like so much more when your no more than ant sized, if larger. The only thing Jag knew would be that Moonfang could probably help him out the most, so he marched over toward him as he began to stack his sandwich. Yelling at him a few times, the feline sighed as the wolf only seemed to be talking with the larger beings. Crawling up onto one of the platters the feline began to tear off chunks of meat, trying to spell out something to show the wolf. After spelling out half an  “H” the feline grunted as he watched Moonfang reach down and scoop the meat up, causing Jag to fall on his rump as he was placed on the sandwich. Whining loudly the feline waved his arms about in the air, trying to contact the wolf by any means. Jag’s eyes went wide as he watched the other piece of bread get placed on top of him, causing him to growl playfully as he wriggled underneath the bread, his size seeming to grow slightly underneath the bread, the lump moving about to try and find the edge of the bread.