On walking into the kitchen this morning to get my coffee, Bubbles followed. The dialog was as follows.
Bubbles: Meeee OWWWW
Me: I didn’t step on your tail
Me: Breakfast is in 20 minutes. Lemme drink my coffee. You know how cranky I am before my coffee
Me: Well, you don’t have to AGREE with me
Bubbles: Prrtttt oowwwwwww
Me: Still, its rude.
I pour my coffee and add the sugar and cream. Bubbles watches closely. As if it were a top secret process that she was going to have a pop test on later.
Me: (shows her the coffeemate) See, this goes in first
Bubbles: Prrt. Prittt.
Me:(stirs the coffee and adds the sweetener) And then you tear the tops of the little packets and pour them in
Bubbles: (stares and then shoots a significant look at the cat bowl) EEEEEOOOOOOOW
Me: WellÂ technicallyÂ I haven’t had my coffee yet.
Me: Okay FINE. I’ll feed you. Then leave me alone, okay?
And then the other cats run in
Me: Ah, so you are the designated Noisemaker this morning.
Miss Kitty: ehhhOOWWWW
Furby: (opens her mouth but no sound comes out. That Persian Mute thing)
I put the food down and the happy silence is only broken by the sound of crunching.