A flock of birds lights in my front yard, and Maeve takes up defensive position at one of the windows in my office.
"Mer-er-er-er-er!!"
"You tell 'em, kitten."
"Merrrrr-er-er!"
"Are they dastardly birds?"
"MEW!"
"Silly question, since all birds are dastardly, right?"
"Mer-er-er!"
"Pity there's a window between you and them, or you'd show 'em what's what, right, Maeve?"
"Mew."
"You would. I know. Fierce huntress."
*Maeve looks at me like I'm crazy*
If there were any doubts about me being a crazy cat lady, let this put them to rest. I am, clearly, a crazy cat lady. Even my cats think so.
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