I think you should be playing, mom. How about a game of, ‘Jump Into The Snow?’ I’ll watch while you leap off the deck. You don’t like that idea? It would be so amusing.
I’m flexible. How about you run and hide and I’ll find you? No, if you smell something interesting you stop and eat it or sniff it all over and forget me. No way, not me! I’m no bubble-headed kitty.
Hey, is that a woodpecker? It is a woodpecker, can you let me out….real quiet like? *Mom opens sliding glass door. Shoko goes running outside chattering, Woodpecker makes a fast getaway.*