Squeak’s Nightly Adventures, A Conversation Amongst Friends
Me: Morning Squeak!
Squeak: Welcome back downstairs!! You won’t believe what happened last night!
Me, ever the gossip: Do tell?
Squeak: I ran through the house 17 times and threw up.
Me, bored: Isn’t that what you do every night?
Squeak: Yeah, but usually I start on the couch and parkour to the chair, but last night—-get this—-I started on the chair and parkoured to the OTHER chair!
Me, humoring him: Wow!
Squeak: Yea, and then I saw a bug. Which I didn’t kill because you know I’m a sadist not a murderer, so I just pulled his legs off and left him in the kitchen for you, right by my hairball.
Me: Oh great, thanks!
Squeak: I’m going to need to knead you now.
Me, resigned: Sigh, ok
Life with Del 