Me:
Pishi Pishi Miao Miao Pooch! Why do you keep throwing my books off the shelf?
Pishi (calmly, as she files her nails):
I don't have time for questions today, but since you middle-named me, I'll have one of my ancestors educate you.
Bastet:
Ah, the delicate balance between chaos and control. As a deity, I know the power of mischief — let her have her fun. If you truly must stop her, I suggest offering a sacred space just for her, a perch high above where they can observe with dignity, untouched by your books. After all, it is her right to test boundaries. Consider this a lesson in divine patience.