Usually, my boys live a pretty happy and spoiled life. I absolutely adore them, and they know it!
Sometimes, however, not even my adoration can snap them out of a funk if they're suddenly faced with the dreaded, frightening, EAR-PIERCING FIRE ALARM!!!
My poor boys look both distressed and confused after the noise has finally ended. I can imagine what they're saying to each other ...
Rascal: Did you hear that, Hersh?
Hershey: Yup. The Invisible Monster is back.
Rascal: How do we -- how do we -- uh -- get rid of it?
Hershey: We'll sleep on it, Rascal. We'll sleep on it!
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