Realistic

Peggy: “What know? You have the face of someone who almost caught a rabbit!”

Tobia: “That is more or less the case.”

Peggy: “Rabbits? in the garden? Where???”

Tobia: “No, of course there are no rabbits in the garden. But we are in the garden – that is what bothers me.”

Peggy: “Well, we are quite often in the garden. On our own or with the tall one. What’s new?”

Tobia: “It’s just that I had imagined going for a long walk or going to that place where I can run free.”

Peggy: “I didn’t hear anything about going anywhere.”

Tobia: “I guess you are right, I just hoped that we might …”

Peggy: “You can’t really blame anybody for the things you’ve made up in your mind, you know that of course.”

Tobia: “I know, it’s just…. Never mind.”

Peggy: “Get over it, be realistic – those two can’t read our thoughts. And if you have an ill-defined hope, they are even worse off… and consequently so are you!”

Gates

Tobia: "How is the work coming?"

Peggy: "What are you talking about?"

Tobia: "I note that you once again answered with a question."

Peggy: "Naturally, I have to know what you are hinting at, don't I?"

Tobia: "The gate upstairs. You just came down after trying to break through, so naturally I would like you to share your experience with me."

Peggy: "Hm, like the tall one keep saying: Never show a work in progress to an idiot."

Tobia: "I ask you a polite question and then I am an idiot?

Peggy: "I never said you were an idiot! I know why you asked anyway - you want to hear that I am giving up. I am not! It just takes a little longer than expected that's all!"

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Ways of obtaining what you want

Peggy: "Why don't you stop whining?"

Tobia: "I'm not whining, I am politely asking to get noticed."

Peggy: "Whatever - you know they don't like it and that it might even be counterproductive."

Tobia: "I don't think so, at times they need to be reminded about our presence."

Peggy: "You mean that at times you want to be spoiled? That's called begging and it is degrading."

Tobia: "What is so degrading about that? Is it the old discussion about asking permission or asking forgiveness? To me it is just a matter of education or style, if you prefer."

Bad old days

Tobia: "Now look what I found! A photo from back when I was just a wee little thing."

Peggy: "Here we go again."

Tobia: "Oh, it was a beautiful time..."

Peggy: "You don't have to say it, I know 'Just you and your master'. Could we please talk about something else?"

Tobia: "I was completely different back then - all energy, not a moments rest."

Peggy: "To me you look much the same on that photo - doing nothing! But it seems like you didn't hear me: COULD WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE?"

Tobia: "I got carried away. But why don't you want to talk about these things?"

Peggy: "I've told you before that my memories of the good old days are mostly bad, so please could we move on?"

Tobia: "Sorry, I had forgotten about the beating up, being tied up, left in the shower box..."

Peggy: "STOP IT!"