The Good Old Days

Not a very eventful night last night. Duncan and I just sat around with our knitting and reminisced about the good old days. It went something like this:

Duncan-the-DogCat (DDC): Remember the days when I would bring a mouse upstairs and knock it around the livingroom like a punching bag?

GeeSee (GC): I remember.

DDC: And remember when you would give me snacks and try to distract me?

GC: I remember.

DDC: And remember when the only thing that would REALLY distract me was a big can of tuna fish? Those were the good old days, eh?

GC: I miss Zoom Zoom.

DDC: Meow.