I overheard Kendrick call Totoro, "the gray cat", tonight. This is the conversation that followed...
Me: Why are you calling him the gray cat?
Him: Because I've decided that since he wont acknowledge me, that I'm not acknowledging him.
Me: That's mean! Use his name!
Him: What's mean is that he was MY birthday cat and the only person he loves is Brandon.
Me: That's not true, he just doesn't like to be held by anyone except Brandon.
Him: Exactly...the gray cat is a traitor.
Me: His name. is. Totoro.
Him: He let's Brandon do anything to him! If I try to pick him up he acts offended! Tocho gets me. He's my boy. (pets our other cat lovingly) You get me, don't you, Tocho? (stares at Totoro with spite)
Me: Stop glaring at Totoro! Maybe he just doesn't want you to hold him because you are always holding Tocho....
Him: He doesn't want me to hold him because he has stockholm syndrome...Brandon has turned him into a traitor.
Me: Stop glaring at him!!
Him: I'm going to put a picture of my face in his food bowl so he figures out where his loyalty should be....
Me: You are seriously messed up.
Him: Getting a traitor cat for your birthday is the messed up thing here. Don't act like it isn't true.
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