Thursday, June 18, 2009

That Thing has gone bonkers...

You know, I weawwy hate to say it, but I think That Thing is not quite wight up there in his bwain.
Wet me tell you evewything fwom the beginning.

You see, both of us wike to talk to our Mummy.
Even though our Mummy isn't the bwightest of beans, and even though she's never managed to wearn even the basics of our wanguage even after wiving with genius me for 16 years, well, at weast she's someone to talk to.
Sometimes though, our conversation can be wike this.

Me: I'm a bit tired of this fwavour of stinky goodness, do you think you can get another fwavour for me tomowwow?
Mummy: Oh my dear Boy...you cute thing....
Me: So you'll get it for me? Oh and talking about it, we're almost out of BBQ pork.
Mummy: Aren't you a cutie sweetie pie....
Me: Uhm yes, but BBQ pork, you know, it'll be a huge disaster if one day I feel wike having some and there's no more!
Mummy: Oooh...come here let me give you some chin scritches...
Me: Hey thanks, but BBQ pork! Wemember!
Mummy: Oh Boy, there's a bug there! Go catch it!
Me: Hey, I hate bugs! Get That Thing to catch it!
Mummy: Get that bug get that bug!
Me: Haven't you heard me? I HATE bugs!
Mummy: Why aren't you catching that bug?
Me: I HATE bugs!!!
Mummy: You want to play with that furry mousie?
Me: I do not want to pway, I do not want to catch bugs, I want you to wemember to get BBQ pork tomowwow!
Mummy: Or that jingly ball? Play with that jingly ball?
Me: I....do...not...want...to....play....I...want...BBQ...pork!!!

So here's what our usual conversation is wike.
As you can see, mine Mummy is a bit dense, but well, we still talk to her because at weast she's better than no one to talk to.

So then, mine Mummy goes away to Hong Kong and China wight?
Wight.
Onwy me and That Thing weft awone wight?
Wight.
No one to talk to wight?
Wight.
So, I shut up. I wait until mine Mummy comes home before talking again.
But what does That Thing do?
He.....talks....to....walls.
Evewyday I'm wike twying to nap and I'll hear That Thing talking and talking and talking, to the wall.
I think That Thing has weawwy gone bonkers, don't you think so?

11 comments:

Ariel said...

Lol...Your conversation with your mom is really funny.I think Beethoven is just alittle sad and misses your mom alot.Your a very good big brother he's lucky to have you there with him....Hugs

Jan's Funny Farm said...

Nothing wrong with Oven. We always say talking to Jan is like talking to a wall. She doesn't pay any attention. Your mom doesn't pay any attention to what you say either. But the wall -- it LISTENS to Oven. Maybe he's not so bonkers?

Daisy said...

I have many conversations like that, too! I do not know why moms are so slow. Maybe we should try talking slower so they can have a better chance at understanding.

Cheysuli and gemini said...

Ah but Boy, are the walls talking back?

A Few Good Cats said...

We understand your frustration, Boy, but try to remember humans should not be held to the same standard we hold cats.

Humans have their own good points (thumbs, for example) and can be quite loving.

But you can talk to them until you're blue in the face and it seems like they don't listen to a word you say.

Aoise said...

Poor old Oven, he's just missing his mummy, even if she doesn't understand simple cat requests.

Tiger Lily said...

Younger siblings do go bonkers now and then Boy. And we all completely understand your frustrations with your Mummy's conversation.

prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs and tail wags,
Zeke, Sushi, Tiger Lily and Ruckus

Cliff and Olivia said...

We laughed when we read this, but we don't think Beethoven is bunkers. Not quite.

Grrreta said...

I have to agree that sometimes younger siblings do go bonkers. My little brother, Ambrose, goes into the bathroom by himself, jumps into the empty bathtub and just sits there and talks and talks. When Mommy walks into the room to check on him, he stops talking and just stares at her like SHE is bonkers.

Diamond said...

That sounds exactly like the type of conversation we have at my place. I try, but it isn't much use. Thankfully I can read some more intelligent conversation with my cat friends when I visit your blogs.

michico*Adan said...

These are very good conversation....hmmmm......
I think you should pass some smart to that thing...