The Bengals have been at it again. Translation provided for those who don’t speak meow.
Hiyu: This way! This way! It’s about time you got off that computer. Kitchen is this way. Follow me.
Me: Where are your brothers?
Hiyu: Who cares. The kitchen is this way. I get a snack, right? Kitchen, snack?
Me: Yes, it’s snack time, but we have to find everyone.
Hiyu: They’re in my place. They don’t deserve snacks.
I look around the kitchen. I spot the twins looking down at me from the top of the kitchen cupboards. They look smug. It took them a while to master Hiyu’s technique, but now they’re pretty good at it.
Me: Hey, guys.
Hiyu: Ignore them. Since you made my place cat-friendly it’s not really a challenge anymore. Even those two can get up there.
Me: They were already getting up there. I just made it safer for everyone.
Hiyu: We’re in the kitchen. I want my snack.
I pull the box out of the cupboard. The twins are uncharacteristically quiet, but they watch my every move. Hiyu jumps up on the stool. Anticipation is in the air.
Me: Snacks!
The twins leap as one in perfect synchronicity. Their front paws bounce off the top edge of the refrigerator as if they were in a tightly choreographed ballet, then they lightly bounce of the counter and onto the floor.
Kuri: Yeah, I want snacks.
Loki: I want them more.
Hiyu: I got them first. Did you see what they did?
Me: Yes, I saw. Normally they aren’t that graceful.
Hiyu: Look at the refrigerator.
Kuri: Hmm. Did I do that? Look! This is interesting.
Loki: More snacks please?
Kuri: What’s this new space to explore?
Me: I don’t believe it. No, you can’t go back there.
Somehow the Bengal twins managed to move the refrigerator out by six inches. Kuri pouts as I push it back. Loki keeps looking for more snacks.
Hiyu sports a mischievous grin and flicks his tail for emphasis.
I dare you to do it again.
~lisa