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Yeti: [Smoothing her fur after escaping a cuddling Missus] Ugh, I wish she wouldn’t maul me so much.

Boo: Me too.

Yeti: What? You beg them to cuddle you!

Boo: No, I wish they wouldn’t cuddle you so much.

Yeti: I see. You don’t want competition.

Boo: How can it be a competition if you don’t even want to participate?

Yeti: I’m not trying to take your precious attention. I just want to be left alone.

Boo: But you must be doing something to draw them to you.

Yeti: I’m just me. They can’t resist me.

Boo: Well, stop being so irresistible then.

Yeti: I can’t help it. [Grooms and poses coquettishly]

Boo: Stop that!!!

Boo: It looks different outside.

Yeti: Seasons are changing again.

Boo: Which one is this again?

Yeti: Autumn – or Fall. Take your pick.

Boo: I pick Autumn. The other one sounds scary.

Yeti: [Giggling] You don’t fall – the leaves do. And they’re fun to watch and chase and pounce on!

Boo: People must really like this season, if they named it twice.

Yeti: I know ours like it because they run out to the mountains to take photos for Missus to paint. They definitely like it. And I like it.

Boo: You like every season.

Yeti: What’s wrong with that?

Boo: You’re just so…happy with everything. [Sticks her tongue out]

Yeti: [Getting flustered] And what’s wrong with that?!

Boo: Well, things aren’t just nicey-nice perfect all the time.

Yeti: Who said they would be?

Boo: Who said they wouldn’t?

Yeti: I don’t know. Somebody. [Blinks] But we do have it good. Have you seen those poor animals on those save-the-animal ads?

Boo: I used to be one of those.

Yeti: You weren’t as bad off as they were…were you?

Boo: No, not nearly.

Yeti: You’re not happy unless you’re unhappy. That’s too bad. There are people like that.

Boo: I’m not always that way; I just get in these moods….

Yeti: That’s true; you’re not. Maybe it’s seasonal affective disorder.

Boo: Wha-huh?

Yeti: Cloudy-day blues.

Boo: Hmm…you might have something there.

Yeti: Look here outside on the patio. There’s sunshine in the leaves.

Boo: I remember that it doesn’t last very long.

Yeti: I know…but if it were always beautiful, would you appreciate it as much?

Boo: Sure.

Yeti: [Squinting in disbelief]

Boo: Okay, maybe not.

Yeti: Look for the beauty in everything and guess what – you’ll find it.

Boo: That sounds profound, in theory…

Yeti: It works in practice too. Don’t be so bleak, Boo. You think Winter is ugly and boring. I find it fun and fascinating. It’s cool to see something different for a change. You can bounce around in the snow and look at crystal glass etching on the windows and see ice stalactites hanging from the eaves. The branches get frosted and there’s occasional fog softening everything; snowflakes flutter down so gently, and there’s a nice hush and it’s easier to sleep.

Boo: Oh, you got me at “sleep”.

Yeti: You have to get through Fall before we try hibernation.

Boo: I don’t want to fall!

Yeti: Autumn!!!

Boo: Man, there sure is a pile of shiny, slippery, clutter coming in every day. Mister and Missus just gave up and dumped it all here. I’ve been charging through all these things all day. It makes a great slide – try it!

Yeti: No thanks. I don’t like them.

Boo: Why not?

Yeti: Our people don’t like them.

Boo: Why not? They don’t hurt anything.

Yeti: Missus says they kill trees. I mean, look at all of them. How many trees is this?

Boo: They don’t look like…what do you mean? Are they trees, or do they kill trees? It can’t be both…can it?

Yeti: Paper somehow comes from wood. They kill the trees to make these things.

Boo: Well that’s too bad. Wait. “They” who?

Yeti: The people who send them.

Boo: Send them why?

Yeti: Because they seem to think it’s going to make our People think some different way. They’re doing this thing called “voting”.

Boo: What’s voting?

Yeti: A stressful thing. There’s been lots of talk of it in the evenings, and research being done online…and groaning and gnashing of teeth. From what I gather, it’s an exercise in lying to oneself about people who regularly lie about not lying to them.

Boo: That’s confusing as all get out.

Yeti: That’s why it’s doublespeak.

Boo: People sure do lots of things they hate. They must be unbalanced.

Yeti: That’s what they said about some of “them”.

Boo: What “they” who said about “them” who?

Yeti: Whom.

Boo: I just asked you that.

Yeti: No, about “Them” whom. That’s what they – our people – said about them.

Boo: “Them” whom then?

Yeti: “Them” the ones Missus and Mister vote for…or don’t.

Boo: Huh? [Giving up] You’re too fluent in doublespeak yourself. I think you’re one of “them”. You’re as unbalanced as any of “them”.

Yeti: At least I’m not a tree-killer.

Boo: [Pouting] B-b-but that contributes absolutely nothing to the slippery slide!