K. has an obsession, it seems, with our cat these days. His latest "shtick": pretending he IS the cat and getting into the cat's little cat bed.
He crawls in, roots around like a little piglet, then curls up on his side and lays down and says "Meow."
I of course play along dutifully, asking him "What's your name, little Kitty?" and so forth.
The best part of all? His name: "Truck".
He's been doing the kitty thing on and off for the last week or so and the routine's always the same:
Me: "What's your name, little Kitty?"
K (proudly): "Truck!"
Me: "Oh, hi, Truckie, how are you?"
K: "Meow, meow."
Here's a picture so you can see how proud he is to play the role of Truckie.