trials and tribulations of the Garage Kitty

This morning, before work...

Gwynnega: [walks downstairs to the garage]
[puts fresh water in the Garage Kitty's dish]

The Voice of the Garage Kitty: Breakfast!

Gwynnega: Kitty? Where are you?

Garage Kitty: [peeks out from under a car]
Breakfast! Breakfast!

Gwynnega: Okay, I'll get you some food.
[goes upstairs for Fancy Feast]

Painter Dude: [clambers down from scaffolding]
[heads down to the garage]

Gwynnega: Here, kitty! Tuna!

Painter Dude: [starts sanding something]

Garage Kitty: [freezes]
What fresh hell is this?

Gwynnega: It's okay, kitty.

Painter Dude: [sanding, sanding, sanding]

Garage Kitty: [glaring]
Who is he, and what is he doing in my garage? I cannot eat with that infernal, frightening racket going on!

Gwynnega: [holds up bowl]
Look, kitty! Food! Please eat the food before the ants get into it.

Garage Kitty: [scurries under a car]

Gwynnega: Ey yi yi.
[goes back upstairs to get purse]
[returns to the garage]

Painter Dude: [no longer sanding]

Garage Kitty: [eating, eating, eating]

Gwynnega: Yay!