Sophelia the cat was bored. She had nothing to do. She was going to explore the neighbourhood. She could play with fake mice or go on a stroll. Decisions decisions!
Mary was no fun since she tended to ignore her meows. Humans were so peculiar!
“You are no fun” (Sophelia)
“All you do is feed me.” (Sophelia)
“Aren’t you glad?” (Mary)
“It’s bland food. Not restaurant quality.” (Sophelia)
“What’s your point? Your a cat.” (Mary)
“That doesn’t change anything. I want tuna. Give me tuna!” (Sophelia)
“You have to ask nicely.” (Mary)
“Pretty please with a mouse on top!” (Sophelia)
“I’ll buy you some tuna” (Mary)
Mary left the house to get Sophelia’s much awaited tuna.
“She’s left the building. Now where are those mice hiding?” (Sophelia)
Sophelia then broke into song:
“I see fishes, fishes in my dreams! I see fishes, fishes as can be! If only it was not a dream. Fishes I would be. Fishing fun for everyone! This would be as fun. If fishes were fun. I’d had all but none. For fishes are fishes and I have none.”
Mary arrived half way through her song.
“Wow I did not know you could sing.” (Mary)
“I practice whenever you leave.” (Sophelia)
“Your tuna awaits you.” (Mary)
“Much thanks. Meow Meow Meow” (Sophelia)