Me: No way.
Primo: I know. We have two great cats. We are not taking my parents' cats.
Me: What did he say when you said no?
Primo: He laughed. I think he was just joking.
Me: Yeah. Right. Joking. Hey, he does understand that if they die before the cats do, we are not taking the cats, right?
Primo: I don't know.
Me: Maybe he should know that.
Primo: I guess I should talk to him about it.
Me: I dunno. It's really not your problem. Except what is their plan for the cats?
Primo: They don't have one.
Me: So it's in our will [actually, in the extra instructions I have given to my sister] that our cats should go back to the cat rescue place with a $3,000 donation, but they don't have a plan? They're 50 years closer to death than we are but it hasn't occurred to them that they might outlive their pets?
Me: So now it is our problem because we'll be stuck finding a place for the cats when they die. Great.
Primo: I'll say something to them.