I always enjoy the tears of frustration when I refuse to eat something I ate the day before. Everyone in the store must think the mom is a madwoman, muttering as she looks at one food, then another, trying to out guess me. Guess what! She hasn't yet!
Sorry, mom, better luck next time! What a shame, you even had them shipped in.
** Sigh **
Still no go, but the box is cool!
At least you tried again, and didn't give up.
I try to help her when she's on the computer, but she complains nonstop!
You would think she'd be happy when I dust the keyboard, since she never does it.
She tucked my tail under the laptop,
so she could "get some work done".
Body parts seem to be a problem for her too!
Speaking of problems, lack of sleep appears to be a big one! The night time rules are endless! No picking your toes in bed, no bomitting in bed, no loud licking at night, it goes on and on . . .
Playing with strings in the dark,
and even staring are problematical.
And mollify her when I can by trying to look cute.
Do you think it worked?