Those who always wished that their pet cat could talk, you'd better be considering and be more careful on what you wished for, hun. I quickly left it while it was enjoying its meal, and went into my bedroom before it caught up.
I grabbed Zie's notebook, maybe reading a few pages would help dispel the sleepiness and cold. It was only nine o'clock in the evening and I didn't want to go to bed too early yet. The sound of drizzle and the knocking of ice falling on the roof of the house accompanied me in this room.
Mickey, who had just finished eating immediately went into the bedroom and slept in its basket, it would be a little calmer when its stomach was full. I turn off the lights at home before starting to read and leave only my study lamp as this made me much more focused.
