Sunday 19 April 2009
Frank and Missy say...
Frank says, "If my name is Frank why do you keep calling me Little Fellah?"
"Look, either I'm Frank or Fellah. It's not rocket science... jeez and I thought humans were supposed to be smart. In fact I'm not sure I like either of them"
Well what do you prefer?
"I don't know do I? I'm a kitten for goodness sake; I don't have the capacity for rational thought. Do you always talk to yourself?"
Missy says, "I don't think my name suits me either and when I heard Dad say it sounded like the name an old lady would give to her silly handbag dog well... I was quite offended.
He didn't think you were listening.
"Well of course I wasn't. I'm a kitten for goodness sake, I don't understand the nuances of the English language, I can barely understand the word 'No'. Sheesh, I thought you humans were intelligent."
*sigh* back to the drawing board.
When when when we have a live-baby-in-our-arms I hope it doesn't take this long to name him or her. We didn't have a name picked out for George, lots of possibilities but no name, well we had plenty of time... When I cried for our tiny dead baby to have a name, Ray chose. And he chose well.
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