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Friday, May 11, 2007
Two dinners! (Or, How I fooled my moms)
Last night my one mom, with the tasty hair, went out with Charlie and Lucy's mom. My other mom, with the comfy lap, had not yet come home from work.
Usually when one of my moms leaves before the other gets home, my one mom will call my other mom to let her know whether I have already have dinner. This is because I have been known to YOWL AS THOUGH I HAVE NEVER BEEN FED IN MY ENTIRE LIFE when one of my moms walks into the house, even though I am still digesting my dinner.
As usual, my mom with the tasty hair left a message for my mom with the comfy lap. I overheard her doing so. It was a rather long message, with the first part being about BALANCING THE CHECKBOOK and the second part being about FEEDING THE CAT. I do not have the slightest idea what BALANCING THE CHECKBOOK is about, but I do know that my mom with the tasty hair spent a very long time on it yesterday and this caused her much frustration.
Obviously, I know what FEEDING THE CAT is about. My mom with the tasty hair said in her message I AM GOING TO FEED THE CAT BEFORE I GO, and true to her word, she fed me and then left.
My mom with the comfy lap came in the door a few hours later. She was a little frustrated because she was supposed to feed PIZZA to some people, but none of the people actually came. I thought maybe she would feel better if she got to feed somebody (I.E., ME), and so I put on my best STARVING CAT ACT.
When my mom with the tasty hair came home much later, my mom with the comfy lap said I FED THE CAT. My mom with the tasty hair said DIDN'T YOU GET MY MESSAGE? I SAID I WAS GOING TO FEED THE CAT. And my mom with the comfy lap said OOPS.
And then it was all YOU LITTLE SCAMP! and WHAT A MANIPULATIVE BEAST YOU ARE! and IF YOU PUKE UP TWO DINNERS IN THE NIGHT, I AM GOING TO BE VERY, VERY MAD.
But I just sat there smugly. Naturally I was quite pleased with myself, on account of the success of my little ruse. I would have patted myself on the back, except I CAN'T REACH.
Usually when one of my moms leaves before the other gets home, my one mom will call my other mom to let her know whether I have already have dinner. This is because I have been known to YOWL AS THOUGH I HAVE NEVER BEEN FED IN MY ENTIRE LIFE when one of my moms walks into the house, even though I am still digesting my dinner.
As usual, my mom with the tasty hair left a message for my mom with the comfy lap. I overheard her doing so. It was a rather long message, with the first part being about BALANCING THE CHECKBOOK and the second part being about FEEDING THE CAT. I do not have the slightest idea what BALANCING THE CHECKBOOK is about, but I do know that my mom with the tasty hair spent a very long time on it yesterday and this caused her much frustration.
Obviously, I know what FEEDING THE CAT is about. My mom with the tasty hair said in her message I AM GOING TO FEED THE CAT BEFORE I GO, and true to her word, she fed me and then left.
My mom with the comfy lap came in the door a few hours later. She was a little frustrated because she was supposed to feed PIZZA to some people, but none of the people actually came. I thought maybe she would feel better if she got to feed somebody (I.E., ME), and so I put on my best STARVING CAT ACT.
When my mom with the tasty hair came home much later, my mom with the comfy lap said I FED THE CAT. My mom with the tasty hair said DIDN'T YOU GET MY MESSAGE? I SAID I WAS GOING TO FEED THE CAT. And my mom with the comfy lap said OOPS.
And then it was all YOU LITTLE SCAMP! and WHAT A MANIPULATIVE BEAST YOU ARE! and IF YOU PUKE UP TWO DINNERS IN THE NIGHT, I AM GOING TO BE VERY, VERY MAD.
But I just sat there smugly. Naturally I was quite pleased with myself, on account of the success of my little ruse. I would have patted myself on the back, except I CAN'T REACH.
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