Ducky: You seen the cat?
Me: …
Scooter: …
Ducky: …
Me: No.
Scooter: …
Ducky: She got scared of the vacuum and ran all the way up the stairs. Proverbial “Scaredy Cat” if you will!
Me: …
Scooter: …
Ducky: …
Me: You did the same thing.
Ducky: Incorrect. I went half-way up the stairs. And solely to allow you easy access to the cat hair covered carpet downstairs.
Me: It seems to be mainly dog hair that is getting sucked up.
Scooter: …
Ducky: The cat steals my fur at night and spreads it around the house.
Me: How does she do that, exactly?
Scooter: …
Ducky: Very quietly so as not to wake you.
Me: Clever. But you weren’t scared of the vacuum?
Scooter: …
Ducky: Nope.
Me: Then why were you barking at it?
Scooter: …
Ducky: Ergonomics.
Me: Ergonomics?
Scooter: …
Ducky: You were bending wrong. I was warning you so you wouldn’t injure your back.
Me: Very kind of you. Why don’t you come down now?
Scooter: …
Ducky: You should put the vacuum away first.
Me: Why?
Scooter: …
Ducky: Ergonomics.
Me: That makes no sense.
Scooter: Maybe that’s why you hurt your back.
Ducky: …
Me: …
Scooter: Meow.
Ducky: I love you, Daddy.
Me: I love you, Ducky.
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