Kit: Happy Easter, sweetheart.
Mika: Is there food in it?
Kit: Possibly a fish treat.
Mika: Aha! Is worthwhile holiday.
Kit: Glad you think so, secular puss. Though it's a bit of a shame we can't have an Easter egg hunt this year.
Mika: Mika the mighty hunts! Clearly you know place. Cannot compete.
Kit: Well, that's true. I was more thinking that we've just turfed the garden so we can't walk on it or we'll mess it up.
Mika: Ah, yes. Has complaint on that score.
Kit: Is it about covering up all that earth you liked to dig in? All those piles you were heaping up that we had to spend ages levelling out?
Mika: Had just sculpted that. You is jealous. Wants to be only artist in house. Sabotages Mika.
Kit: That's not fair, sweetie.
Mika: Then why destroy Mika's mounds?
Kit: Well, honey, we thought you might like some nice grass to walk on. Softer on your paws. Less dirt to lick out.
Mika: Suspects this not your only rationale.
Kit: Well, we were tired of the garden being a big pile of dirt as well.
Mika: But was fine how it was! You has selfish green.
Kit: That's 'selfish gene', honey. Have you been into Daddy's bookshelves again?
Mika: True too, you garden in selfish jeans. Is selfish from pants to pelt.
Kit: So you don't want the fish treat?
Mika: ...Okay, happy Easter.
Happy belated Easter, Mika! Please don't be too upset at Kit for leveling out your garden -- there's a good chance the turf will attract some brand new prey (such as bugs) for you to pounce on. Much better than an Easter egg hunt!
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