NiMH had a brother we called Tesla.
[Whom we never caught and whom later ran afoul of some idiot wih a car.]
NiMH was all excited by something down in theleaves below the porch which he told us about excitedly.
“Yip! Yip! Nyack, Nurk!”
Well, Tesla walked up and did the “I Loooooove you!” rub against you bump which knocked NiMH off the porch and down at whatever was in the leaves.
Which promptly squeeked and ran.
NiMH came stomping back up the steps to stare at his brother like, “I hate you.” with his whiskers angled downward.
Brothers—haha!