Maxwell: Don't look now, Allie, but I think Faraday's slobbering all over your favorite wand toy.
Allie: What? Where?!?
*cue girlcat stomping in a huff*
Allie: What have I said about touching my toys, Brat? Hmmm?
Faraday: I wasn't touching your stinky ol' toy, Allie. I just
sniffed it. Once.
Allie: No sniffing, drooling, gnawing, or breathing on it, you got that?
Faraday: *
heavy sigh* Yessssss. I got it. Now go aways. I'm napping.
The Mom: Maxie, Faraday wasn't playing with Allie's toy. Were you causing trouble?
Maxwell: You know I'd never do such a thing, Momma. I'm a perfect angel.
(But it did keep Allie away from my lounger. I saw how she was eyeing it....)
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