Boo: I’m sure glad Mister and Missus came back for us. I was worried.
Yeti: They always do.
Boo: They were gone a long time this time.
Yeti: Not really…it was about the same. And it’s not bad, staying with MamaMister. Her place is quiet and relaxing, and the bird watching is good. It’s like we get a vacation too.
Boo: It was fun poking around finding new hiding places. But I missed Missus and Mister.
Yeti: “Absence makes the heart grow fonder”. Although I’m not sure that’s possible with you, you codependent cat. I would have preferred to go with them, as I love traveling, but Missus assured me we wouldn’t have enjoyed this trip. Every time they talk about it, I hear the word “rain”.
Boo: Blecch. Then why did they go?
Yeti: She said her brother was getting his very own Missus.
Boo: Aww, how nice. Another Mister and Missus. I remember him; he liked how I played and jumped. I miss him, and MamaMissus too, although I don’t miss the long trip between us. Now I’m gonna miss MamaMister. She lets me nap on her like our People let me on them.
Yeti: We get to see her more than MamaMissus who’s so much further away. Her place was even more quiet and restful, and so many more birds!
Boo: I did like that. It’s like a…what do you call it?
Yeti: A sanctuary?
Boo: Yes, that.
Yeti: For us as well as the birds, although not if we were allowed out with them [licks chops]
Boo: I almost got out at the birds at MamaMister’s, but she’s quick and clever.
Yeti: You shouldn’t underestimate her. She’s wise to you.
Boo: Back at you. You couldn’t get into the basement with me either, when she was going in there.
Yeti: I got a glimpse…there’s tons of hiding places in there…which is probably why she didn’t want us in there…but it would be like an amusement park if she would!
Boo: Yeah, it’s like all our people want to ruin our fun.
Yeti: Or maybe, since we don’t know what’s in there, protect us from harm?
Boo: Giving them credit for responsibility takes the air out of our righteous indignation. Stop it.
Yeti: I don’t know how you can be considered a middle-aged cat with such an immature cattitude.
Boo: [Smugly] Like the grand MamaPeoples, age is just a number, and we’re all young at heart.
[Congratulations L&S! And thanks, Moms!]