Marcus: Hey, Percy, why are you sleeping on Jan's knit hat and scarf?
Percy: Jan left them here for me to sleep on.
Marcus: Are you sure? She was wearing them because she was cold sitting at the computer.
Percy: She took them off and left the room. I'm sleeping on them; ergo, she left them here for me to sleep on.
Marcus: You're probably right. If she wanted them, she would have reclaimed them by now.
Percy: Please turn out the light as you leave the room.
Percy: It wasn't very nice of Jan to wake me the other night to demand back her scarf, but she left this on Marcus's crate. It's soft and warm and she knows I like to sleep up here, so it must have been put here for me.
Marcus: Hey, Percy, you get off my new blankie! Stella Rose sent it to me (Marcus Has A Blankie), not you.
Percy: You're not using it right now, but I'm ready for a nap. Can we discuss this later?
Marcus: No, you didn't ask my permission. If you don't move right now, I'm going to pull my blankie out from under you!
Percy: You'll shred it with your teeth if you do that, and how would you explain to Stella Rose that you destroyed her present?
Marcus: Oh, no, you're right. I can't do that. So what can I do to get you to give me back my blankie?
Percy: You can wait until after I finish my nap and I will return it to you.
Marcus: Oh, okay. How long do you think you'll need it for your nap?
Percy: Just until tomorrow morning.
Marcus: But it's only 8 a.m. You can't possibly sleep for 24 hours.
Percy: I can on something this soft and warm. Would you ask the others to keep the noise down so I can rest?
Marcus: Certainly, and I'll bring you a cup of hot apple cider and a bowl of already chewed kibble. Would you like me to use the litter pan for you too?
Percy: Don't be silly. I'd rather have a cup of hot nip cider. And please turn out the light as you leave the room.