Meet Bella. She is our only family pet and she seems to rule our world. No better example than when we return from a trip. We like to call this time the “re-entry period.” What this means for us as a family is that Bella meets us at the door screaming. When I mean screaming I mean meowing at the top of her furry lungs. She seems to be asking us with all the disgust a cat can muster, “Where in the world have you people been?” Then she takes turns following us around the house saying “meow, meow meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow.” This only stops when we crawl into bed and then she plants her tabbiness on our chest. We are then forced to rub her or the above meowing pattern starts again. By the time my eyes get heavy and my hand is sore from rubbing I fall to sleep. THEN it starts again the moment I move, roll or simply breath heavy.
You must be wondering when this ends? Well that is up to Bella and she is the only one who knows….