talking to myself

Me: “The cat has a chipmunk in her mouth.”
Doug: “What?”
Me: “The cat has a chipmunk in her mouth.”
Doug: “Where?”
Me: “In the front yard.”
Doug: “Why is Tommy chasing the cat?”
Me: “He’s trying to get her to drop the chipmunk.”
Doug walks outside and I go in the bathroom to scrape toothpaste off the bathroom mirror.

Five minutes later, Doug sends a text message to my cell phone:
“The cat is hunting a chipmunk.”

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