Story time!

Story time!

Last night, I stayed up late to redo my hard gel because my nails were in terrible shape. I wasn't sleepy because Shaun tried to murder me with incense earlier in the day, so I had to go upstairs to nap off a headache. So my sleep schedule was thrown off.

Cub had gone to bed with Shaun, but he heard me making pizza rolls before I went to bed, so he wanted out of Shaun's room. Shaun let him out. Cub ate my pizza roll pepperonis (I like the grease and flavor, but the meat itself grosses me out), and then I went upstairs to go to bed.

Cub wanted to come, so I let him. He got up there and cleaned the cat plates and got a few treats, but he wouldn't lay down. He kept going to the door because he wanted back downstairs, so I finally took him back down. When he realized no one was in the kitchen and that Shaun was asleep, he wanted back up. But I'm not playing these games, so he had to sleep downstairs anyway.

All that's to say... When I came downstairs this morning, he took my seat right as I was about to sit down. Shaun said it looked intentional, and Cub's sitting there looking guilty. I think he might still be upset about last night. 😂

Also, look at my Booger this morning. He's so cute. He was laying by Shaun's legs and got up, circled the coffee table twice, then laid down next to me. ❤️ Shaun made fun of him for having to circle the table, but Bear do how he do, so... 🤷🏻