Momma was not happy with me this weekend. I woke her up with my mewing early on Saturday morning. She was trying to sleep in. Then I walked on her. Then I tickled her. Then I walked on Dad and he tossed me on her because he thought I was going to visit. He was right. And then when she got up, I kept mewing at her and at the walls. I love to talk to the walls.
She thought I was being noisy for no good reason. Really, I just wanted to make conversation. She was gone a lot and I was lonely so I had to talk to her… and the walls and the invisible bugs. So I did.
Now, it’s time for me to take a bath. I don’t know why she wants to disturb me now. After all, I did my talking on Saturday morning.