Lord Dormir: What are you doing on my bed, Emerson?
Emerson: It’s not your bed, it’s Mama’s bed. I’m up here because she feels icky and wanted to cuddle with me and Selby.
Lord Dormir: Don’t be ridiculous. Everything in this house is mine. *headbutt* Take that!
Emerson: Seriously, a head butt?
Lord Dormir: Yes. *headbutt*
Emerson: Really, cat, you do not want to go there.
Lord Dormir: Maybe I do. *headbutt*
Emerson: You asked for it. *NOSE-PUSH*
Lord Dormir: *backwards flip* Woah.
Emerson: Just be glad I didn’t use a headbutt. My head is bigger than you.
Lord Dormir: I suddenly need to leave the room on an urgent errand. This has nothing to do with you or your nose.
**Original post from December 4, 2011