Worrying.

worrying conversations

We had the following conversation at bedtime last night:

 

Flea: Mummy, please may I have a fish? 

Me: I thought you wanted a cat. 

Flea: Well, I do. 

Me: Well, what if the cat ate the fish? You can't have both. 

Flea: Okay. 

Pause. 

Flea: Mummy, when the cat accidentally dies, can I have a fish? 

 

If I was a cat arriving in our household, I'd be a bit worried. 

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