Baba and Didi had roughhoused for a while before they set their sights on Qiqi, who was sleeping.
Crawling up behind Qiqi's buttocks, they lay down and clawed at the black tassel at the tip of Qiqi's tail.
Qiqi lay on the grass, their eyelids subconsciously twitching.
Here it comes, here it comes!
Life was once so carefree, so idyllic and peaceful.
Every morning upon waking, I'd inspect the lion exhibit, check my territory.
Then I'd lie on the grass, bask in the sun, sleep, enjoying the pleasant breeze, and after waking, I'd move around a bit, eat some meat.
If I felt bored, I'd tease the visitors, pee a yellow puddle against the glass wall or suddenly pounce toward them, watching them panic, even fall over in fright.
The prank was successful, leaving me with a feeling of triumphant satisfaction!
Now, fortune has reversed, and it's my turn to be tormented by the cubs.
Ever since the little lions arrived, my once serene life has turned into a constant headache.
