Scooter: Ok, Mom, let's get right to it. Today is supposed to be Happy Purrsday, is it not?
Mom: Yes, sweetheart, it IS Happy Purrsday. Would you like a scritch?
Scooter: Mom, you're tryin' to distracts me, and it won't works. Now...tell me about the big, flowery box thing with the zipper.
Mom: You mean this one?
Scooter: Yes, Mom, Yes Mom, that's the very one. What is that thing anyways???
Mom: Well, Scooter, it's called a "suitcase."
Scooter: Yeah! Yeah that's what Harry said, a suit-em-up case. What's the suit-em-up case for, Mom? Did you bring it in just so we could plays wif it?
Mom: Well, no, Scooter. Mommy's going on a little trip this weekend.
Scooter: A trip?? You mean like when you go see Grammy and Pops for like 3 hours? That kind of trip?
Mom: No, honey. Mom's gonna be gone all weekend.
Scooter: WHAT??!?!? ALL WEEKEND???!?!??! But Mom, that's like furever!!!!?!??!
Mom: No, honey, it's not! I'll be back in no time, I promise!
Scooter: BUT MOM!??!?!? WHERE ARE YOU GOING MOM??!??!?!
Mom: I'm going to Kansas to a wedding. My long-time friend, Trish, is gettin' hitched. We've been friends since we were 12, and she asked me to write something to read during her ceremony. I can't miss it, Scoot, it's very important!
Scooter: MOM!!?!?! I'M GLAD SHE'S GETTIN' HITCHED, BUT MOM, DO YOU HAS TO GO FOR THE WHOLE WEEKEND?!?!??!
Mom: I'll only be gone all day Friday and Saturday--I'll be back before you go to bed Sunday night. And Daddy will be home with you, and so will all 3 of your brothers!!! You won't be all alone!
Scooter: BUT, but Mom, it kinda looks like Harry's gonna go wif ya.
Mom: Don't worry, Fuzzy-Butt, I'm not gonna take Harry with me in the suitcase to Kansas. I promise.
Scooter: Ok, Mom. Does this mean no more blogs till next week?
Mom: I guess that's right, Scooter--so I guess you'd better say bye to all your friends.
Scooter: Ok, Mom. I guess this conclude ours interview. (And please don't call me Fuzzy-Butt in publics no more.) So everybody, now you knows the sad, sad truth. Mommy is running away from home, going to some foreign country called Kansas, and she's leaving us at home with Dad.
Mom: Scooter! I'm not running away! I'll be back by Sun....
Scooter: So from one sad kitty to the world...I guess I won't see ya till next week.
Mom: Will it make you feel better if I bring you a prize?
Scooter: A PRIZE!!!!!! PRIZES MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER!!!!! MY MOM'S GOIN' TO KANSAS AND SHE'S BRINGING ME A PRIZE!!!!! BYE EVERYBODY, HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!!!!!!!