Quarantine is straining my relationship with my cat. We've had three fights already. She's sick of my bullshit. Like the other day, she thought my husband and I were fighting, and she snuck up behind me and straight up slapped the back of my head. Claws out! What am I-- CHOPPED LIVER?!
I think we need space to save our relationship. We either need space or lots of snackies to placate this tension.
I must offer snackies to calm the angry beast. Chill out, baby girl. Stay home order was just extended for another month. Lol.