*stretch*
*yawn*
*blink blink*
"Why is Mom waking us up so early?"
"I don't know. Let's chew a hole in her shirt."
"Yeah, that'll teach her."
"I heard Mom and Dad talking about a new dog."
"A new dog in our house?"
"Yeah. He's a hunting hound."
"Is that what stinks?"
"A hunting dog? Won't he try to hunt us?"
"She's been fattening us up to feed us to the hounds!"
"Don't be silly, Vivi."
"P.U. It really does stink in here."
"Mom said the hound has an ear infection."
"Can we catch it?!"
"No."
"How do you know?"
"I read it someplace!"
"Prove it!"
"I can't. I chewed the book up and then peed on it."
"You're making that up."
"No, really, it's true. And the hound has hookworm."
"Eeeew, can we catch that?"
"Yeah, but not if Mom cleans up his poop right away."
"hee hee hee"
"teee heee heee."
"ha ha ha."
"All Mom does is clean up poop."
"hee hee hee hee."
"Serves her right."
"Yeah, let's go back to sleep while Mom cleans up our poo."
*twitter*
*squeak*
*laugh*