Micah: Hey, Buddy, I found these old photos from before I was born. Why are you perched on a cat scratching post?
Cyndi: In his younger years Buddy thought he was a cat and he climbed on everything. You can see the window seats Jan used to have for us cats. She put the cat scratcher on top of a storage container so Buddy could have a window seat too.
Buddy: I loved that window seat. I spent many an hour keeping an eye on the neighborhood.
Cyndi: You mean you were keeping an ear out for gossip.
Buddy: That too, but I sat guard so no one would steal our car.
Micah: So it kept you out of trouble?
Micah: Do you remember what was so interesting outside that day?
Buddy: 2007 was a long time ago. I don't see the car parked in front of the house, so perhaps I was looking for Jan to return.
Cyndi: To return with food, most likely. Buddy used to be obsessed with food. It didn't matter where Jan hid it, he climbed or crawled to steal it.
Micah: That sounds like someone we all know today. Where are you going in such a hurry, Buddy?
Buddy: To ask Marcus to steal me a snack.