MopFam 4: Cacti are Not Welcome

[Beauregard]

Father Moppet: *to Goat* Tea?

 

[TogetherAgain]

Goat: Oh, sure. Sugar?

 

[Beauregard]

Father Moppet: No thanks. Milk?

 

[TogetherAgain]

Goat: Nah. Ask the cat. <blink> <looks around> Cat?

 

[Beauregard]

Father Moppet: I don't really understand cats...Are they cute, or mean? I men, sure, they play piano on youtube...but then they attack unsuspecting toddlers, and then they curl around your neck like a fluffly living scarf, but then they claw your knees prowling for food! *to Isabella* No offence meant.

 

[TogetherAgain]

Goat: Aw, cats are cats. They shed a lot. <Nods appreciatively> <hesitates> ...But they clean themselves. <shudders>

 

[Beauregard]

Father Moppet: Speaking of which, have you even SEEN a hairbrush recently?

 

[TogetherAgain]

Goat: Ahh! <clamps hands over eyes> Yes. And it was NIGHTMARISH, Frosty. NIGHTMARISH. <shudders--thus releasing some dirt>

 

[Beauregard]

Father Moppet: Well...I'm...sorry...to hear that. *pause* Did you see it in the tent? I't's just I've got a little...*flicks at fringe that keeps falling over his eyes*

 

[redBoobergurl]

Isabella: Mmmm milk....meow....oh shoot. I'm a cat again.