Scene: Sherry likes to eat his food a little bit at a time, over hours; whereas Haley gobbles hers' down in a nanosecond. When I'm at work I lock Sherry up with his bowl of softies; but in the evening I like him to be free, so I keep his bowl next to me. This has a two-fold effect of keeping Haley amused, because she spends the rest of the night trying to outwit me, to get the food. And she's often successful.
Mabel - Monkey! [Grabs Haley and flips her on her back, and then props the kobo eReader on cat's belly.] Do you need your own kobo?
Haley [sounding like Fernando] - I want my own kobo.
Mabel - To keep you amused?
Haley - Yaaaa.
Mabel - This is Molière. Can you read in French?
Haley [no reply]
Mabel - She's giving me the silent treatment now. Monkey!
Haley [in Mabel's voice] - If you can't tell the difference between a monkey and a cat, well, you're even stupider than I assumed.
Fernando - Do you really think she'd say that?
Mabel - You mean be rude?
Fernando - It seems out of character.
Mabel - You're like the father who's blind to his little girls' faults. You don't realize what a demon you harbor in your home. [Looks down at the cat, still propped on her back, legs in the air.] Monkey-demon!
[The monkey-demon growls.]
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