The Telephone Story.

Hello you guys.
I suppose you are wondering about a cat who claims to have answered the phone. I'm telling you it happened! Only once though. I'm not turning into my person's receptionist for any amount of tuna juice.
We used to have this great neighbor, Bruce. He was a really cool guy. He lived upstairs from my person in our other house. I would go visit him, then he would leave for work and lock me in his house. I had to meow really loud before my person would come up on the outside and break open into the apartment and save me so I could have my dinner. But, I'd do this over and over because I thought Bruce was a cool guy and I liked hanging out with him.
Anyway, one time the phone rang and I went over to have a snoop at it. Ring! Ring! Ring! Snoop. Snoop. Snoop. Ah! Knocked the little part off the bigger part.
"Meow?" (Feline for "Hello?")
"Coop? Is that you?"
"Meow!" (Feline for "Yeah!")
"How's it going, buddy?"
"Meow. Meow! (Feline for "Oh Man! It's Bruce! This is so cool!)
"Are you the only one home?"
"Meow, meow?" (Feline for "Duh. Why do you think I answered the phone?")
"Okay Coop. Well, tell your mom I called. Bye."
Click... Buzz. Beep Beep BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP!!!
What is everybody else doing when their people are out?
Ciao for now,
Cooper

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