I'd put my oldest to bed when I hear, "Mom, the black kitty ate the fly that was bothering you and dad." Kitty replies with, "Yick, yick, yurk, yick." "Mom!" declares son, "The black kitty is a really good kitty!" Meanwhile the black kitty is testifying with "Yurk, yurk, retch, SPLAT." I find that kitty has rejected the fly along with his dinner over the hardwood, the carpet, and Husband's coat.
Thanks, good kitty.
Thanks, good kitty.
