Me: Get out of here, cat. Can't you see I'm taking a bath? How about a little privacy?
Norma: Meow, I'm a cat.
Me: Don't give me that.
Norma: Look, I just want to hang out a little. Do I look like I even care that you're naked?
Me: Ok, but do you have to sit directly on the edge of the bathtub? I'm worried you're going to fall in.
Norma: I'm not going to fall in. I have exceptionally good balance.
Me: You fell off the windowsill earlier. I saw it.
Norma: [dips a paw in the bath water, shakes it off, then licks her paw]
Me: You know, you have a perfectly good bowl of water all your own in the other room.
Norma: I like this water.
Me: You're not secretly dreaming of eating me in a soup, are you?
Norma: [stares, then sticks her paw in the bath water again]
(Norma finally did actually fall into the bathtub today--fortunately for me, while it was still filling up and not with me in it. Her indignant shock was pretty hilarious.)
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