Morning conversation
Saturday, February 3rd, 2007 09:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
auntbijouThe Impossible Son and I are lying in the bed together, petting our calico kitty, Dobbs. She's curled up on my stomach, purring happily at all the attention when the spirit of mischief enters me.
"Dobbs is a pretty boring cat sometimes, isn't she, Mama?" my son says.
"Oh, no," I said, grinning. "She's not boring. She's a DANGER Cat!"
He giggles. "A Danger Cat?? No, she's NOT!"
"Sure, she is," I say, scratching her under her chin. "Definitely a Danger Cat."
"No, she's not! She's too little and sweet!"
I laugh. "Ah, but you see, that's how she gets past the bad guys' guard. She just looks like a pretty little kitty and slips into their houses. They don't know she's really a Danger Cat, and so they talk in front of her, never suspecting that she's really a feline SPY, finding out all their weaknesses so the Forces of Light can defeat them!"
"No, she's not!" the Impossible Son says, trying not to laugh. He runs his hand over her face and she sneezes. "See, no mask!" He runs his hand down her back and she sits up, stretching. "No zipper!" He pokes her side and she nips at her hand. "No bag of tools hidden in there! See! She's not a Danger Cat at all! She doesn't even know karate!"
"But," I say, struggling not to laugh, "she's a master of Meow Fu!"
"MOOOOM!" he shouts, outraged, and Dobbs curls up on my chest, watching him tolerantly with lazy eyes. "She is NOT!!"
"Oh, definitely," I say, warming to my subject. "And she's fully qualified in Tai Claw Do!"
"She is NOT a Danger Cat!! And neither is Ed!!" He's sitting up now, torn between laughter and outrage.
"Oh, he's the most dangerous Danger Cat of all. Because he's so big and all, he takes on the protective cases."
"Protective cases?" Mr. Manzie's mouth is twitching. "Like what?"
"Oh, like protecting little kids from Monsters Under the Bed. And Monsters in the Closet. EVERYBODY knows monsters are TERRIFIED of cats!" And Dobbs starts purring, easing over onto my son's chest to start licking his chin. "It's the claws and teeth, you know."
"They're not Danger Cats!" he shouts.
I just smile. "You never know, now, do you?"
Aren't I a stinker?
"Dobbs is a pretty boring cat sometimes, isn't she, Mama?" my son says.
"Oh, no," I said, grinning. "She's not boring. She's a DANGER Cat!"
He giggles. "A Danger Cat?? No, she's NOT!"
"Sure, she is," I say, scratching her under her chin. "Definitely a Danger Cat."
"No, she's not! She's too little and sweet!"
I laugh. "Ah, but you see, that's how she gets past the bad guys' guard. She just looks like a pretty little kitty and slips into their houses. They don't know she's really a Danger Cat, and so they talk in front of her, never suspecting that she's really a feline SPY, finding out all their weaknesses so the Forces of Light can defeat them!"
"No, she's not!" the Impossible Son says, trying not to laugh. He runs his hand over her face and she sneezes. "See, no mask!" He runs his hand down her back and she sits up, stretching. "No zipper!" He pokes her side and she nips at her hand. "No bag of tools hidden in there! See! She's not a Danger Cat at all! She doesn't even know karate!"
"But," I say, struggling not to laugh, "she's a master of Meow Fu!"
"MOOOOM!" he shouts, outraged, and Dobbs curls up on my chest, watching him tolerantly with lazy eyes. "She is NOT!!"
"Oh, definitely," I say, warming to my subject. "And she's fully qualified in Tai Claw Do!"
"She is NOT a Danger Cat!! And neither is Ed!!" He's sitting up now, torn between laughter and outrage.
"Oh, he's the most dangerous Danger Cat of all. Because he's so big and all, he takes on the protective cases."
"Protective cases?" Mr. Manzie's mouth is twitching. "Like what?"
"Oh, like protecting little kids from Monsters Under the Bed. And Monsters in the Closet. EVERYBODY knows monsters are TERRIFIED of cats!" And Dobbs starts purring, easing over onto my son's chest to start licking his chin. "It's the claws and teeth, you know."
"They're not Danger Cats!" he shouts.
I just smile. "You never know, now, do you?"
Aren't I a stinker?
