It's Monday when efurryone else goes back to work, but Dylan and Dante are still warming the bench.
"Hey, how come you guys are outta action?"
"I dunno about him", says Dante, "but I'm on vaCATion!"
Clearly they have both vacated their senses because there's a squirrel right under their noses -- or Dylan's, at least.
"I preFURS to turn de udder cheek", says he. In fact he's got both sets of cheeks turned our way.
"As long as yoo doan fart, yoo're OK by me, bro!", replies Dante.
"Not to worreh -- even if I did, I'm facin' upwind!".
And talk about 'cheeky' -- while these two are busy bumming around, there's yet another cheeky little devil cavorting about less than a foot away!
All Dante can say is "Good grief! An' I thought he wuz more dan jus' a PURRitty face."