got to tip toe around these ones
Shhh....Shhhhhhhhh!! They're sleeping. No...don't make a peep. Not a sound. Are you breathing? No breathing. We'll have nothing that....was that an exhale? If it's in it's in, you keep it in there unless you can let it out silently like a ninja fart. You really don't want to let these ones unleash themselves on you.
I've seen what happens. It's confusing. I'm not even sure they know themselves what's going on as they dive from one grumble to the next. Grumbling about the other one's grumbling which turns into moaning about one getting more than the other till their paranoid ramblings cause them to succumb to the unconsciousness that their synaptic overload causes....and not the shots I give them when they're not looking. Yes, we do have a lot of stinging beasties this time of year.
They're sleeping now so that's almost like they're not here. It does take a lot of effort to tiptoe around them and not set them off but I can't help myself. I just really want them around in case I need any spare parts. Between the two of them, there might be enough for a hair transplant.