One of my "fur babies" (Niko) has spent the entire day being as loud as possible, making it completely impossible for me to concentrate on writing.
And yes... it's that little monster right there.
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I know he's beautiful, and I know he looks adorable...
But don't let that fool you.
He is incredibly vocal, and he will absolutely let you know when he's unhappy.
So, what was he unhappy about today?
Well... first, the terrace door was closed, and he couldn't go outside.
Then I opened the door, and suddenly the wind was unacceptable.
So he came back inside...
Only to complain that he couldn't go back outside.
I love him to bits, but when he's meowing so loudly and dramatically that I can't even hear my own thoughts—and it completely ruins my ability to write—love isn't exactly the emotion I'm feeling in that moment.
Annoyance, however, is a much more accurate description.
Please tell me I'm not the only one living with a tiny, fluffy drama queen... or, in my case, a drama king. 😄
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