Being digital while the sun shines

Floss: Well, I don't care what you say, this sofa isn't big enough for the both of us.
Maurice: Shut up dog! Don't you realise I am the embodiment of Nirvana.
Floss: I see your fan mail isn't going to your head there, cat.
Maurice: What is She doing?
Floss: Updating Her prints page. Swearing a lot. Being digital.

War of the dog bed escalates

Cat's in the dog bed
Where you going to go?
On to the sofa'
No, no, no.

Floss: Do you think She has noticed the mud bit?
Rosie: Shush. I think She's looking at us. Anyway, mud bit is from Her boots. Sand bit is from me.

Kiffer's bed.

I have told you before, and I do not care what you say, dog bed or no dog bed, this is now MY bed.