Dave And Killer Are Bored

I often find myself wondering what my cats are up to when I’m out and about. Do they talk about meaningful things or do they just sleep all day? This (semi) regular post series attempts to shed some light on what goes down when no one is around. I expect there will be more of these as time goes on.

INT. JONATHAN’S APARTMENT – DAY

DAVE and KILLER sit at the patio doors, gazing out into the courtyard beyond. The blinds curve around their chubby frames.

Dave turns his attention to Killer.

DAVE

I’m bored.

KILLER

Okay.

DAVE

Let’s do stuff.

KILLER

Like what?

DAVE

I dunno. We could go searching through the cupboards. I know how to open them with my face.

KILLER

Meh.

DAVE

Maybe we’ll find where they store the cat food.

KILLER

They store it behind the food dish.

Dave’s ears perk up.

DAVE

What? Where?

KILLER

Dude, I tell you this every day. They store it behind the food dish. It’s not hidden at all.

DAVE

Hot damn!

Dave trots off.

Killer sighs and resumes looking out the patio doors. Dave returns a few seconds later.

DAVE

Where?

KILLER

Behind the food dish.

Dave trots off once again. He returns just as quickly as he left.

DAVE

Where?

KILLER

Just forget about the food, okay?

Dave plops down next to Killer. They both stare out the patio doors in silence for a few moments.

DAVE

I’m bored.