I replied, "Ok, see if you can close this box."
He surveyed the problem and said,"yeah?"
Then he attacked the boxtop with his mighty jaws...
...and finally collapsed in frustration.
Poor Tux poured his fluid self out of the box and gave me that I-know-what-you-did-here stare --not an interrogative.
"This heinous thing has no business in my life. Please take it away, okay?!"
I replied, "Of course, Tux. I didn't mean to unsettle you. Just remember I was educated by people who took unkindly to my questions in response to their questions."
Tux scrambled into taller grass to ask another cat-question: "Shall we explore a wider world?"
I replied, "Ya think?"