Dialogue With Elderly Cat

Shel­ley: Open the door.
Me: No, it’s raining.
Shel­ley: Open the door.
Me: Look, it’s wet out there. You don’t like get­ting wet.
Shel­ley: Open the door NOW.
Me: Fine then. (Opens door to top deck. It’s real­ly driz­zling, not ful­ly raining.)
Shel­ley stalks out with anoth­er nasty look at me for being so slow, then stops. She looks incred­u­lous­ly up at the sky. She picks up her front paws and tries to shake the water off them.
Shel­ley: You left the water on! Make it stop!
Me: I did­n’t do it. I told you it was raining.
Shel­ley: Dry it NOW!

Now she’s sit­ting in the open door­way, not want­i­ng me to close it but not will­ing to get wet. And fuss­ing. Loud­ly. At me.

Oh—Monday was offi­cial­ly her 14th birthday.

Cyn is a proud Mommy & Mémé, professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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