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Well if you two want to keep hiding we will be forced to play amongst ourselves.
Unkle Oakley is IT. *scampering away on lightning-fast paws*
Hekko. Howareyouwearefinethankyouandyou. Other than the fact that we were kidnapped and brought to a stinky building and are forced to deal with a new human, and have spent much of the last two weeks squished into uncomfortable, dusty hidey holes for hours and hours at a time, we are doing pretty well. We did not play with the new human at all last night, even for a nanosecond, before she went to bed, and that made her very sad. We said tee, hee, hee. This morning, when the new human woke up and went to have her breakfast, we both said hekko and let her pat us, and then we went into hiding. We have discovered that hiding is one of the best things ever, and we are so glad we are covered with thick, foofy fur so that we can smoosh into the tiniest imaginable places and the new human can't find us. Neener, neener on her!
Chloe and Baxter McChew-La