Hubby called me out into the back garden earlier today to help him get everything situated so he could begin jackhammering out the 40+ year old concrete pad from the now-defunct "shed". He came to my studio window to get me, so I opened it a crack to talk to him, then went out in back, leaving the window open. Much meowing out of the still open window ensued at that point. It was Thomasina. Her meows ranged from desperate to chortles to sounds that I swear are just like R2-D2 in Star Wars. She's still trying to convince us that she needs to go back outside.
When I came back inside about a half an hour later and went back into my studio, I found that Thomasina had brought one of her stuffed socks to the window. She's been trying to "buy us off" for days now. Apparently, this was another attempt.
Her meows must translate, "Look! See this great sock I brought you guys?!?! Isn't it wonderful? If I let you have it for keeps, then can I go outside? I'll even bring it really close to the window so you can sniff it."
What I want to know is how much is a sock like this worth in "kitty currency"?