Kuri: What is that?
Me: A garment bag.
Hiyu: It sounds like plastic.
Me: It’s not for you.
Hiyu: But I want to try it.
Kuri: What’s in it?
Me: Kimonos, a sari, a parasol and a few other odds and ends.
Loki: Are there mice?
Me: No mice.
Hiyu: It looks nice and thick. Can I try it.
Me: No, you may not. Not a single dental impression allowed.
Hiyu: Why?
Me: These things are in the bag to keep them clean and dust free. That means no puncture holes.
Kuri: Why don’t we ever see this bag?
Me: Because I don’t usually wear kimonos.
Loki: Can I get in the bag and look for mice?
Me: No.
Kuri: I’ll get in and check for you.
Hiyu: Just one bite.
I brush Hiyu away and extract the twins from the bag. I shoo them towards the door. Hiyu laughs at me and I can see the twins plotting. Hiyu leaps past me towards the bag and as I ward him off, Kuri and Loki jump back into the bag.
Once again, I pull the kitties out and then shut the door.
Loki: I’m sure I saw a mouse.
Hiyu: Open the door! Just one bite. Please!
I hear Kuri trying to get a grip on the doorknob. I quickly pull out the convention costumes and get the bag away in the closet where it belongs.
The cats are wailing outside the door: Mice! Mice! Mice!
Arna grins and gives half a wag of her tail. Let them yell for a while. You spoil them too much.
Me: And I don’t spoil you?
Arna gives me a grin: All the time and thank you.
Mischief averted. ~lisa
Kuri (on other side of door): Let’s go take our drinking fountain apart.
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