#this fluffer cannot be disobeyed

[of-the-nightsky]

My True Enemy

Based on every time I try to write or draw anything.

You write a few sentences, but it's too late.

His eyes are on you.

Those big round ones, somewhere between yellow and green.

He makes an activation noise as, in the corner of your eye, he stands onto two legs, paws on your chair.

Suddenly, before you can even stop to give him what he desires, what he yearns for, he stretches out a single leg and you feel the claws.

Oh those claws...

They touch your arm gently, but you feel the sharpness of them, like the tips of deadly blades.

You pet and scratch his head, purrs erupt from him.

Looks like you won't be writing for a while. He needs your attention right now and no amount of fighting it will stop him.

You spend the next fifteen minuets playing with him until he stops. You still have no idea if this is what he wanted... but he at least seems satisfied.

Maybe he thought you were sad?

Things to think about when you try to imagine a life without a cat to bother you with their undying need for love and attention.

You decide you prefer this over the silence and being left alone, as much as you miss it.

He is your dopamine factory and you'll be damned to not give into his desires and wishes for a few hours if needed.

#cats #my writing #kitty #the neediest kitty I swear #this fluffer cannot be disobeyed #I would know #I tried #this is why I can't finish anything #I'm sorry lol