MaMA can be good and sweet, and she makes a warm, soft bed on which I sleep, but sometimes she’s so mean!
She will not let me prowl on the kitchen table in peace, for instance. Every time she comes into the kitchen while I’m exploring the table, she shouts and makes me get down.
And she won’t let me play with any good toys.
Here is what I want to play with.
And here are the toys she tries to make me play with.
I grant you, she will let me play with pens and pencils, unless she’s actually trying to write with them, in which case she selfishly keeps them to herself. But she won’t let me play with the electronics ever at all!
She even puts her electronics away when she’s finished with them, so I can’t play with them, even if she isn’t using them. How mean is that? I might just bite her again!
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: What does your human NOT let you play with?
AASharing is nice.
Following is friendly.