Misty: the Musical!

[phirefly]

After a pretty crumby evening, as we're lying down to go to sleep, I ask Justin to make me feel better. It's this superpower he has, the ability to just snuggle on up and make everything okay. So, as he's cuddling up...

Me: Tell me a story?
J: I don't know any.
Me: How about 'Miss Pmistula Twist, Feline Detective'?
J: I don't know that one.
Me: Oh. Do you know any other Misty stories?
J: All of 'em.
Me: Well, tell me one of those.
J: I don't know how to translate them.
Me: That's okay. I speak feline.
J: Meow meow. Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow... (At this point, it sounds like he's starting to sing the meows.)
Me: (Giggling.) It's a musical!

I laughed so hard that I nearly cried myself to sleep. And, indeed, I felt better. Best husband ever.