The other day I invented a funny game (Might not be that funny for Mike and Susie). We went to Dr. Liz (again) on Saturday. After Dr. Liz finished touching/rubbing and looking funny at me, I jumped off the tall table and started meowing. I walked around the room meowing and tried to open the door. Susie said: “What is it Nemo? Do you need to pee pee or poo poo?” I went: “Meow!” Mike then said: “Oh yeah, he definitely needs to poo or pee.” They put me back into the crate and hurried me out of Dr. Liz’s office.

Here’s an example of how the game is played:

Nemo: Meow (Let’s see how they react.)
Mike: I’m trying, Nemo, I’m trying to get you home as quickly as possible.
Susie:: Just hang in there, OK? Good boy.
Nemo: Mmmm (Just what I thought. Dumb humans. This could be fun!)
Susie: *talking sweetly* We’ll be home in no time, OK? Nemo. *in a totally different tone* Hurry up! He needs to go!
Mike: OK OK! I’m trying! Can’t run the red light, can I???
Nemo: (Yeah! Faster! Faster!Yeah! Fly!) MEOW!!!!
Mike: Nemo, if you need to poo just poo, OK? We’ll clean up, don’t worry.
Susie: He won’t poo in the crate! Cats don’t poo where they have to sit! Just hurry!
Nemo: (You got that right!) Meow meow…….meow……(let me see if I can let out a fart…)…mmmmm…..(nope, can’t do that on command.)…mrrrr….
Mike: Almost there, Nemo. I promise. We’ll be home in 5 minutes!
Nemo: mrrrrrr……(“I can’t hold it anymore! Mr.” HA HA HA HA I’m SOOOO funny!)….MRRRRRRR!
Mike: HERE WE ARE, HOME!!! There you go!
Nemo: (Already?! Oh well…. I wonder if any of my window pals is at the window.)
Susie: Where are you going? Nemo? The poo poo box is downstairs.

This game is soooo much more fun than the “I spy” game those human kids play in the car. Try it! You’ll love it.