Mama had a headache yesterday. She said it was caused by some sort of wisdom tooth (?) coming out and err... fire alarms (!). The fire alarm went off at her work- as there was some sort of fire in the downstairs supermarket- and that sound, together with the pain in her gums, gave her a ‘migraine’.
She skipped dinner last night and locked herself up in darkness of that room in our jungle... you know, the one with the huge human bed? Yes, there.
Now... how is THAT going to help things exactly is beyond me.
She went hunting this morning though. My point is- if she chose to be all by herself last night, shouldn’t she have stayed in with me today at least?
I feel so un-loved! Do you think she found herself another kitten to love?