Bear: Foster Mom! I want outside to play with Rommie (carrying his stuffed toy to the door)
Me: You know you aren’t supposed to take toys out there
Bear: Please foster mom??? I’ll bring it back, I promise.
Me: Sigh, ok, I need to find the rest of toys you guys have taken out there anyway.
Bear: Thanks Foster Mom!!!
30 minutes later
Bear: Foster mom can I come in?
Me: Sure (Opens door)
Bear: (walks in carrying his toy) See I told you!
Me: Yes you did! Can I have a Bear kiss?
Bear: Foster Mom, you got one this morning that should be enough!
Betsy: Foster Mom, the water dish is almost half empty and the cats have decided to use it as a toy box. I prefer a full, clean water dish for my drinks
Me: Ah, let me fix that
Bear: Toys? In the water dish? Let me see!!! (sticks his head and chest over the water dish as I am picking it up)
Me: Bear! Move! You are going to make me spill the water
Bear: But Toys!!!
Betsy: Fresh water please
Me: Ok, you deal with Bear
Betsy: Bear! Move!
Bear: (Moving away from the dish) Sheesh, you don’t have to be a grump!
Me: Well that was easy…
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)
Me: (Snuggling Bear)
Bear: Foster Mom, I want down
Me: Are you sure? You just got up here.
Bear: Yes I want to get down.
Me: ok (sets Bear on floor)
Bear: (looks around) Uh Foster Mom?
Bear: Can I get in your lap?
Me You were just in my lap and you wanted down.
Bear: I was? Are you sure? Can we snuggle???
Lady: Noise! I heard a noise!
Betsy: Noise! Scary Noise! Lady heard a Noise!
Ariel from the backyard: Noise! (scratching frantically) I’m gonna die!!! Let me in!!!
Foster Mom: (Lets Ariel bounce in) Betsy? What’s Wrong?
Ariel: There was a noise!!!! We are gonna die!!!!!
Betsy: Noise!!! Scary, Scary Noise! Lady says so!!
Foster Mom: Lady?
Foster Mom: Scary Noise???
Ariel: Are we gonna die????
Lady: Ummm maybe not
Bear: (Yawning) What?
The cats are unsure what to do about the puppy hanging out on their scratching post.