I fill my parts of the conversations with movie lines or song lyrics or random noises. My husband and kids are used to it so they can follow along quite well. Although, sometimes they look at me with that expression that says, "Wha? What the hell is she talking about?" And I glibly look back at them with an expression that says, "Why are you not following all of this? It makes total sense."
I felt I needed to preface this story with that information so you...well, so you would know that this is not the weirdest thing that I do in a given day.
I went to the linen closet in our bathroom to get a towel for my shower and was met with two beady little eyes. These belong to one of our cats named Chloe and she shot me a look that said, "Why are you interrupting my sleep?" At that moment the other cat, Nala, came into the room. She caught site of Chloe perched on top of the towels and looked up at her buddy. And then I proceeded to have a mock conversation between the two cats...in my head. And I made them both have british accents. Don't ask...I don't really know why. It went a little something like this:
Nala: "Oh, that looks comfy. Can I come up?"
Chloe: "No. No, you may not."
Nala: "But...why not? I fancy a little nap on the towels too..."
Chloe: "No, I'm afraid there is just no room for you."
Nala: "But you can scooch over a bit and I'll curl up and it'll be fine. I'm coming up..."
Chloe: "Listen you saucy little tart, I said no. Now go away."
After this I just imagined a stony silence until Nala finally gave what I thought was a little cat shrug and walked back out of the room. Chloe looked at me with those smug cat eyes until I felt like I was intruding and pushed the closet door closed again.
She's quite intimidating...especially when she's british.
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