The day started badly. Bubbles is hormonal, and bit mommy’s lip on her ‘good morning kiss.’ Things went downhill from there. Bubbles got locked in her cage, mommy bled and cried, and it took until the bleeding stopped and intervention from Daddy and me to bring things back to a place where the morning routine could resume. Bubbles is sorry and eventually gave mommy a cautious kissy, but mommy wouldn’t let me preen her lip to make it better because she had ointment on it by then. And we missed our morning lecture on English Grammar Boot Camp because by then, mommy was running too late to play it. I guess the rules for prepositions will have to wait until tomorrow morning.
I understand; I really do. Bubbles just grew up and doesn’t know how to handle hormones and time changes and the like. Mommy’s missing Chloe, and has problems with people either being stupid, or popping an attitude. They’re both sensitive and need time for self care, which is why I’m putting both of them on Twitter restriction for the rest of the day. I’ll let Bubbs post the link to this blog, but that’s it for today. Offline for both of them. They both need a break. Maybe with some preening and encouragement from me and daddy, we can get things better.
And as for the people giving mommy problems, call me when you’ve published ten novels. If you're too good for things, then hop on an Tesla Roadster and find a world that's good enough for you. And good luck with that!
That's what I think about humans with big heads and bad attitudes!
That’s all for today. Here’s hoping we’ll be better tomorrow. Thanks for being great friends and listening.