Lulu: “Hey, Mouse, here’s a whole pile of feeds. Do you think these will work? Mouse?”
Mouse (busy eating feed from an open bag): “Sure sure, whatever. Pile them in the cart.”
Lulu: “Oh, were we supposed to get a cart? The cats insisted on getting a basket.”
Charlee: “You’ve been in there long enough. It’s my turn to sit in the basket.”
Chaplin: “Get your own. This one’s mine.”