Busy Over Here

Hey Mom! What's up? Wagga, wagga.


Oooooh. Yes, I see. Working. No puppy playtime. Very well. I see how it's gonna be.


[Porter disappears into the bedroom, reemerges dragging his bed. Strategically positions it over the air vent, in plain view of mommy at the computer. Something still doesn't seem quite right. Trots off again. Returns with bone.]

What? Can't you see that *I* am very busy? Ahem.