Peekaboo: What do you call that little curvy box with strings on it that Missus has started playing?
Yeti: Annoying.
Boo: I don’t think that’s it.
Yeti: [Glibly] It is when I’m trying to sleep.
Boo: [Rolls her eyes] Fine, don’t tell me.
Yeti: [Sighs] It’s like a little guitar; she calls it something like “yuke” or “ook” – which is pretty much what I think of it, until she gets better.
Boo: [Sticking out her tongue] Like this? Yuk…or is it ookh?
Yeti: Either one works for me. Do I have to leave your presence too in order to get a nap?!
Boo: [Frowning] I’m not trying to bug you; I’m just trying to understand what she’s doing.
Yeti: She’s making music…well, such as it is. I have to admit she’s gotten better pretty quickly, but I get tired of hearing the same few songs over and over.
Boo: Maybe that’s how they get better – people who make music. The ones on her and Mister’s computers must do the same songs over and over and over, lots and lots.
Yeti: That’s probably true. And a lot of that I actually do like. [Yeti lazily starts bathing her own face]
Boo: Don’t you like anything that Missus plays on the…uh…yoo-uk?
Yeti: The first couple of songs she learned are getting pretty nice…but I would rather hear her singing more like before. I prefer her gospel, jazz and lullabies. Her original stuff is fun too and I think it would sound great on the thing once she learns it. [Washes ears]
Boo: Now she sings and plays at the same time. That’s pretty neat.
Yeti: True…accompaniment does make it easier for me to follow the tune. Hey – she can do whatever she likes – as long as she doesn’t regress back into metal, grunge, goth, and prog rock too much like Mister….
Boo: Into what? Methogoprunjothrogarp?
Yeti: [Freezes mid-lick, blankly staring at Boo] …Never mind.
