Last night, we brought some kitty carriers into the living room...
Stella said, "These look like fun."
Murphy responded with, "You are so naive. These things mean we are going to be in the little house that moves. For hours and hours; days and days."
Stella said, "That sounds like fun."
Murphy said, "We won't have all our toys. Mom and Dad have two separate beds, so you have to make a choice. Mom will want to hold you on her lap while Dad drives the little house."
"Do we still get food?" Stella asked.
"Yeah, sometimes they stop the little house so they can feed us."
"That doesn't sound so bad."
Murphy said, "You are so naive."
Stella said, "I don't even know what that means. I think I like this little bedroom"...
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