Me (sitting on the couch with our most shy cat watching TV): Tell me you love me.
Kenny: I love you.
Me: Tell me I’m pretty.
Kenny (To whom looks mean nothing, or so he says): Growl.
Pause.
Kenny: You’re the prettiest human female who has been in the house today. How about that?
Pause.
It then hits both of us that other human females have keys to our house.
Both of us: Unless someone snuck in.
At this, we both crack up!
Ha! After twelve years, we’re sharing a brain.
At least occasionally.