“
Look. This is a Christmas tree. It’s a decoration. Why do you think everything is a toy, Cat?”
“I thought it was a toy ball, not a toy cat, and this thing here looks like a mouse-toy,” Trouble said, pointing to a mouse dressed in elf clothes that hung on the tree.
“That is a toy mouse, not a mouse-toy for cats!” I said sternly.
“What’s the difference?” said Roger, poking at it and getting it swinging.
Trouble added in wonder, “You think the people of the house did not put this mouse and these balls here for us to play with?”
“Yes ….”
“So we’re playing. What’s the problem?”
“No, Cat!” I stammered. “I mean. Yes, they did not.”
Roger-That said, “I think you are confused black and white Patch Dog.”
Finally, I said, “I am finished with this head-ache!”
Trouble said, “Ok. What head-ache do you want?”
“No. I mean you are the head-ache.”
“Wrong.” he said, “I am Trouble.”
“You got that right, Cat!” I said. “You should watch what comes out of your mouth!”
“At least what comes out of my mouth isn’t dog drool!
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