Unlike her elusive brother Tibby, who is a man of few words, my gal Fibby is a real chatterbox. She has opinions on just about every subject under the sun, which she freely expounds on all day and night. As smart as she is though, Fibby is often puzzled by the strange behaviors of the humans she sees on TV, and will wander around the house asking "Why? Why? Why?". I never know what to tell her - we humans certainly are a strange lot. Usually we agree it's best to just cuddle up on the couch, and do some serious head scratching. That works out well for both of us.
