No, I'M the Nurse!

June 12th, 2006

All weekend, my sweet tabbies have been very serious about nursing me back to health. The only thing is that their rivalry gets in the way. If they could speak, the "conversation" on my lap would go something like this:

"Get off. I'm taking care of Mom."

"You are NOT. I'm taking care of Mom!"

"I AM!"

*Smack* *Smack*  (as they hit each other with their paws)

Voice of Mom: "Stop it! No one gets to be on my lap unless you play nice!"

Lola and Tilly leap off my lap at once, running just a little bit away so they can turn around and sulk. "She started it." "No, she did!" It never ends.

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