I have been hearing the sounds of LF's toy car, the kind that you wind up by pushing backwards, and then let go, and they zoom a ways, all evening.
Just now, shammash
said, "Querpquip?" and bounced casually into my bathroom.
I looked up.
"It didn't hurt Shammash," Little Fayoumis explained, without being prompted, "it just lightly rammed him."
That hadn't been a hurt comment from the cat, just a mildly startled one, and in any case, it looked like he was headed to the litterbox. "Ah. In any case, endeavor to avoid that," I advised Little Fayoumis, who may or may not have been listening to me.
And yes, I managed to keep a straight face until I turned back to the computer. Little Fayoumis is used to me laughing about random things on the computer.