You may recall that some time ago the Guardians gave us a fancy posing bench. We all loved it, especially when we discovered we could scratch it. In fact, we all loved it so much that we started getting into little spats about who should be allowed to pose on the bench at any given time. Eventually, the Guardians tired of our arguments and locked the bench away in a closet. We thought we would never see the bench again, but Brother Henry entered the living room yesterday to find Brother Oliver perched atop the bench in a relaxed pose!
But the fact that Brother Oliver was on the posing bench was not the most amazing thing. When Brother Henry turned around, he saw three more posing benches all lined up in a row. He sniffed them all, one by one, and then said, “Brother Oliver! Am I dreaming!?”
Brother Oliver said, “Nope, I don’t think you are dreaming, Brother Henry. I think the Guardians knew that we all loved the posing bench, but they didn’t like us fighting over it. I think they saved up a little money and bought us three new benches so there would be enough for everybody!” Brother Henry threw himself on top of the nearest bench. He let out a loud, contented sigh as he did so.
After laying on the bench for a few moments, Brother Henry said, “Hey Brother Oliver! Do you want to pose together?” Brother Oliver said, “Heck yeah! Let’s do it!” And then they both struck an inspiring pose.
It was at this point that I entered the living room and discovered both The Brothers and the benches. I said, “Oh my gosh! FOUR posing benches!?” In unison, The Brothers replied, “YEP!” I said, “That is so amazing! I LOVE posing benches! Hmmmm… say… Brother Oliver, that bench that you’re sitting on looks especially nice. Mind if I give it a try?” I heard a light <smack> sound and looked over to see that Brother Henry had slapped one of his paws against his forehead. I have no idea why.
So Sayeth Otis