Tucker, this is serious. I've got to go away for a while, and I need you to promise me that you'll watch over the beans.
Where you going? Can Tucker go too?
No, oh hell no, you can't follow me, lug. I've put it off as long as I can, but it's time. And it's going to hurt a lot of beans when I do.
Oh, Tucker can help. Tucker loves to love beans.
Good, because you're going to really have to step up your game when I leave. Especially for MomBean, she's going to need a lot of love because she doesn't deal really well with loss these days. I used to help her with that hurt, and I can't go until I know she's got someone to fill my paws.
Wait, how long for walkabout? Why make MomBean sad??
Because I...I don't know if I'm coming back this time, Tucker.
No, no, Tuckernokitty *always* comes back! Silly, Tuckernokitty.
Tucker, I'm old. I'm at least 12 by bean years, if not older. And I just feel it inside-I'm too skinny and just sore these days. And it's no fun anymore.
But Tuckernokitty can't go. Just stay. Please, just stay? No make MomBean sad. Is easy.
I can't, lug. Something's pulling me to go. Hopefully you won't understand for a long-ass time.
Tucker will miss you too much for you to go.
And I'll miss everyone, Tucker. I'll visit when I can, but you'll be the only one who will be able to see me.
But Tuckernokitty will be lonely!
No, no, I've got friends waiting for me, so I won't be alone, I promise. And my Sprout will be waiting for me, and catnip knows I've missed her.
Tucker no like this.
I'm sorry, lug. I hope you can all forgive an old Tabbyman one day. Take care of my beans, and I'll see you around. Bye, Tucker.
Goodbye, Monty Q.