Me: Bear did you notice I am cleaning the kitchen

Bear: uh no

Me: Didn’t you wonder why I was walking back and forth in the same area?

Bear: Nope, it made it easy for me to find a place to lay down

Me: What happens when I step on you because you are in the middle of my path?

Bear: Foster Mom, you would never step on me

Me: Sigh. Ok, who exactly do you think is going to foster you when I end up in the hospital because I “didn’t” step on you?

Bear: Foster Mom, you’re funny (stretches out on his back)