4. Talking to oneself

Today Tigger is extra feisty! He is running everywhere and making little mewing,Tigger being feisty chirping, squeaking noises without opening his mouth.

"Slow down for a moment Tigger, I want to ask you a question." I said as he flew by.

"What? I'm in a hurry." he replied as he screeched to a halt.

"What is all this mewing, chirping and squeaking I keep hearing?"

"I'm just talking to myself. Does my talking to myself bother you?"

Is he ever curious"Not at all, it sounds nice." I said.

"I wasn't talking to you." he huffed.

"Oh. What do you say to yourself?" I replied.

"It's like that funny noise you make to yourself all the time."

"Do you mean humming?"

"I guess, if that is what you call it. What are you doing when you hum?"

"Humming tunes. Sometimes tunes that remind me of things from the distant past. Usually nice things that are pleasant to remember. Is that what you are doing?"

"What's the distant past? You mean like six weeks ago?"

"No. That's not distant past... like sixty years ago."

"Six weeks ago is distant past to me..."

"OK! OK! Enough of that. By the way, what were you in such a hurry about when I stopped you?"

"I forget. Oh well, now that I have stopped I may as well take a rest if you don't mind."

"Oh no, I don't mind at all. Just settle down on my stomach and take a nap if youA frequent scene like." I said as I leaned back in the recliner with Tigger on my stomach. As he lay there he looked like a mighty mountain lion on a perch high in the mountains.

"You look like a mountain lion." I said.

"I am on a mountain you know." he replied.

"Yeah, I guess we are up here in the mountains." I said.

"No, I meant up here on your stomach...."

"Hey! That's enough of that... !!!"+

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