I am beginning to see that sometimes Mama doesn't know everything. It has come as quite a shock. Here lately when she feeds me, she will ask if I'm "all done". When she finally catches on that I am, I applaud for her. The poor woman thinks I have confused the "all done" sign with applauding, simply because she used to clap whenever I had finished a whole container of food, right after she would have asked if I was "all done", thus using the sign and applause in close connection to each other.
Please. I am no simpleton. I clap because she takes FOREVER to realize I am stuffed! Overloaded! No more please! *sigh* I can see now why brother sometimes gets so exasperated, though I still do not think I shall ever be quite as blunt as he. I mean if Mama wishes to go on believing that I applaud to say that I'm done, and that it is the cutest thing in the world, who am I to crush a poor mother's heart?
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