Mika: Is mornin in Mikaland! Feeeed!

Kit: Hmf?

Mika: Wake up, Mikalandians! Feed!

Kit: Don't want to get up. Didn't we just get up yesterday?

Mika: You nick that joke from Alison Bechdel. Stop plagiarising and feed Mika! Make self useful!

Kit: I guess it's time to get out of bed anyway.

Gareth: Is Her Maj at it again?

Kit: Yeah. I think we should stop feeding her the minute we get up; it's only positive reinforcing this habit of waking us.

Mika: Feeeeed!

Gareth: She's pretty clever at this, isn't she?

Kit: Yeah. We took to feeding her when she nagged us to stop positive-reinforcing her scratching the sofa, then we took to feeding her only three meals a day to stop positive-reinforcing her nagging, so now she's spotted that one of her meals comes first thing in the day so she's taken to making our day start as early as she wants.

Gareth: Okay, let's feed her on our way out instead of now.

Mika: Feeeeeeed!

Kit: You know what? She's due a flea treatment. Why don't we grab her while she's in here?

Gareth: Okay, you get the medicine. Come here, Mikatude...

Mika: Hey! Hey! This is not feedin! Hey!

Kit: Come on Mikabee, it's just a little drop on the back of your neck...

Mika: Woe and horridness! Stop it! Stop!!!!

Gareth: There you go, little puss. All done.

Mika: You suck! Mika asks for bread and you give her stone!

Gareth: You really wouldn't like it if you got fleas, darling. Here, let me pet you.

Mika: Oh no, is not fallin for that again. Run away!

Kit: Wow, a respite from the yelling. I wonder if we could do that more often?

Gareth: Hey, don't be mean.

Kit: It's all very well for you, but you can sleep through her yodelling on weekend mornings. I must give this some serious thought. Bwa ha hyawwwn....