Newton: Watch out, Ashton. I’m coming in. There’s a squirrel out there on the feeder!
Ashton: I don’t see a squirrel. And even if I did, I was here first. You need to wait your turn.
Newton: But you aren’t even looking!
Ashton: So? This isn’t the cat looking window. It’s just the cat window. I’m a cat. So it’s my spot right now.
Newton: Last I looked, I’m a cat, too. A handsome one. So I should be able to sit in the cat window, too. Move over, Ash.
Ashton: Sorry, this window has an occupancy limit of one, especially when there’s fuzzy brother involved. Maybe you need to put in a reservation next time.
Newton: Do squirrels take reservations, too?