Guilt/Happy Birthday Mommy!
I’m feeling guilty. Why? Let me explain.
Last night mommy changed the sheets on her bed. I LOVE IT when she changes her sheets because I get to run around on the bed like a maniac underneath the billowing fabric. I play the “everything is trying to attack me” game which is super fun. Mommy usually yells something like, “don’t put holes in my sheets!” but I don’t know what that means.
In any case, last night I was doing my usual sheet-changing stuff but mommy kept taking me off the bed because she didn’t want these so-called “holes” in her sheets this time. Well, let me tell you, this made me VERY angry. So angry in fact, that I lost my good sense. What I am about to tell you does not make me proud. I feel ashamed at my loss of self-control.
Mommy had just taken me off the bed when I jumped right back on it (whose bed is this anyway?!). She laughed and then sat on the bed like she usually does to pet me. But I wasn’t in a petting mood. So instead of being the good loving kitty I am 99.9% of the time, I swiped my paw at her and scratched her hand. Nothing serious mind you, but a terrible lapse in the beautiful relationship we have built together.
I want to take this time to publicly apologize for my inappropriate, hurtful, and harmful actions. I tried apologizing last night, right after it happened, by walking up to mommy and rubbing my head all over her scratched hand, but I don’t think it was enough. I have continued making special conciliatory efforts today by being extra needy, purry, and lap-sitty. I’ve also thrown a few of the “you’re obligated to forgive me because I’m painfully cute” looks her way.
As of tonight, I’m pleased to report that mommy and I are back to where we were before this incident. There has been nothing but love between us today and I intend to keep it that way…for the rest of time.
P.S. Yesterday was mommy’s birthday! Happy birthday mommy! Sorry I made you bleed.
P.P.S. To all my Jewish homies out there, Happy New Year!
