“We ‘sposed to be writin’ a book,” Annie Oakley said.

Geronimo: “What’s a book?”

Annie: “Dunno. But it named ‘Kibble Kids Dishunary.'”

G: “Lotsa work, betcha. When we gonna haf time too play?”

A: “Dunno. I’ze jus a kiten like you, ‘member? We duzn’t no much. We’z cute. All we hasta be.”

G: “Uncle Fred ‘sposed to help us wif gramr an’ spellin’ for blog.”

A: “Her Bring Food not ‘pressed wif Uncle Fred’s gramr an’ such.”

G: “Jus’ wait. We get book writen, we all faymust.”

A: “Mousie on a platr? Mole wif moth sauce?”

G: “Yum!”