Here is Smokey, investigating one of the new plants we had put in this week (more of which later):
Meanwhile, Bandit wanted to help with the laundry. The conversation went something like this:
SCENE: The bedroom.
Bandit: I want to sit in the washing basket!
Jo: If you do, I will pull T-shirts out from underneath you. I need to fold them.
Bandit: OK then, I want to sit on this pile of T-shirts! It looks more comfortable anyway!
Jo: If you sit there, I will stack T-shirts on top of you.
And lo, it came to pass that Bandit was warm and cozy: