The Interloper and Mother were outside, while I sat on the sidelines in my chariot. The day was warm and Father was enjoying the outdoors, too, waving around this silver box called a "camera."
Meanwhile, Mother and The Interloper were engaged in some curious dance in which she called out the next step and he performed it. It occurred to me that it was an odd dance, since Mother did not actually dance, other than to walk around in circles or to bend her knee, but I figured that was how this dance was supposed to be performed.
At one point in this dance, Mother knelt in front of a seated Interloper and started holding her hand above him, screaming "High five!" He stared at her, utter bemusement painted on his beastly features. Suddenly, it was like a switch was flicked. His eyes lit up and his paw met with Mother's outstretched hand. Mother squealed "High five!" and started shoving little pellets in his mouth, which he seemed to enjoy. She kept lifting her hand, screaming "High five!" at The Interloper, to which he placed his paw in her palm.
Apparently "high five" is Mother's favourite dance move from around these parts. They must not know that step in The Interloper's country, or she would not have had to teach him.
My subjects are truly bizarre, but at least they keep me entertained with their outlandish tomfoolery.
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