“Because you’re stubborn,” I
replied.
And you really are. I
couldn’t control myself to be mad. Since in the first place and time, I am very good to
you. I adopted you, I fed you. If you just wanted to take a bath, I douche you
surely.
However, you changed
gradually. You ate all the food I served you then but after all of those good
times, you refused all even your favorite fish and meal. They said, if you
touch me with your tail while I am eating, you are trying to say that we are
family for you. But I am in doubt. Why do you only touch me in the dining table? Are
you a food digger? And why do you take for granted the affection I am showing
for you?
I think you are also natural
dementia patient because you keep on forgetting me just after 24 hours we didn’t
see each other. One more, when you give birth, you carry your children to
wherever place you wanted. You are being choosy. You dream so big. Your boss has the right if
you could sleep in his bed or not. You’re too naughty. Why is it hard for you
to learn? You always evacuate with your babies and damage and dirt all the
things.
And don’t move your bowels
inside. If you can’t manage it through the toilet, just poop outside and make
sure you bury it afterwards. Your poop smells so bad.
But I am grateful that
you’re not wild, not aggressive like your enemy. I am also grateful that you have some good
looks. If you don’t have any asset, it’s hard to let you stay at home. I am
also thankful because you consumed all the rats and the unwanted others inside
the house. You’re hard to dislike because of these small things you have.
Somehow, I felt love.
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