It ain’t what they call you, it’s what you answer to.
“Here, Kitty Treats! C’mon, Cat Toy! Attagirl, House Plant!”
Oh no! I’m sad to read this, even if the little cat is a bit forgetful and naughty! : (
Hank does too. He had never conceived of a cat named “Amy” and would be sad if she were lost as soon as he discovered she existed. Though perhaps she ran off with a cat named “Steve”. Or “Gerald”. Or perhaps “Phil”.
…or as parents with more than one child often devolve to, “Hey…um…you! Come here!”
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- Hank Williams, Sr.