Cat-erino
You have to understand that Steve's away a lot, and I have to amuse myself as best I can. Sometimes this creates a dissonance when he returns home. This morning, for example, I was having a quite little moment with my cat when I heard a snorkling chuckle in the background. All I was saying was, "Who's the cat-erino, huh? Who's the little cat-erino? It's you! Yes, it is. You're Elaine Pussycaterino Simon."