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Mort: What's on the counter?
Me: Get down from the counter.
Mort: What's in the recycling bin?
Me: Get out of the recycling bin.
Mort: What's on the table?
Me: Get down from the table.
Mort: Good boy Mort?
Me: No, not good boy Mort.
Mort: Muesli bar for Mort?
Me: No, no muesli bars for Mort.
Mort: What if I sit?
Me: That's not really enough.
Mort: What if I rest my head in your lap and look at you as though you are my world?
Me: Awwwww.....ohhh....ok!



Cable

Mort: Om nom nom cable
Me: Whoa! No! Not that
Mort: Good boy Mort?
Me: No! Not good boy Mort!
Mort: 
Me: Have your bone.
Mort: Om nom nom bone
Me: Yes!
Mort: Good boy Mort?
Me: Good boy Mort!
Mort:  Om nom nom nom BONE!
Me: Phew!
Mort: I just have to take my bone over to the cable
Me: *doing Vikki things*
Mort: Om nom nom bone...oh it's right by the cable...I might accidentally chew the cable...
Me: Are you chewing the cable?
Mort: Bone! Chewing my bone. Good boy Mort.
Me: Make sure that that is the case!



Fake dog

Me: I will watch a dog training video.
Mort: ! What are those noises?
Me: Oh, hello Mort
Mort: There's another dog!!!!
Me: No, it's on the computer
Mort: Where is the other dog? Where is he?!
Me: Ok, I'll stop it
Mort: WHERE DID HE GO?!

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