Atlas: What was that thing we did today?
Mozzie: It was called a barnhunt clinic.
Atlas: I didn’t see any doctors or nurses there.
Mozzie: It wasn’t a medical clinic. It was so we could learn how to do barnhunt.
Atlas: I did great, right? I mean, I found the barn.
Mozzie: Well, I don’t know how to break it to you, but you were supposed to do more than find the barn. You were supposed to find the rat, go through the tunnel made out of those bales, and climb up on the bales.
Atlas: I didn’t see any rats at all.
Mozzie: You were supposed to find them by scent, using your nose, not by using your eyes.
Atlas: I did use my nose. I sniffed a LOT of things.
Mozzie: I heard you peed on one of the bales, too.
Atlas: Is that bad?
Mozzie: Yes, you are NEVER allowed to pee in the ring.
Atlas: I was bored.
Mozzie: But you didn’t find the rat in the tube.
Atlas: If he’s in the tube, I don’t need to find him. I can’t get to him to eat him, and he’s not bothering anyone.
Mozzie: But the GAME of barnhunt is about using your nose to sniff out the tube with the rat in it.
Atlas: That’s dumb. I’d rather do Pizzahunt.
Mozzie: That’s why you will stay home tomorrow when I go back to practice it some more.
Atlas: You will do anything for those silly ribbons.
Mozzie: No. I just like to hang out with Mom, and if sniffing out rats means I get to spend time with her, I will do it any day.
Atlas: But she can’t even pet you in the ring.
Mozzie: She can for a few seconds after I find the rat.
Atlas: You mean if I found the rat, I would have gotten petted?!?
Mozzie: Yep. No petting for peeing on bales.
Atlas: Do you think it’s too late for me to try again?
Mozzie: See you when I get home, fuzz butt!