Family weekends

I like weekends because Papa and Mama stay at home on weekends – most of the time. We enjoy few family weekend routines. For instance:

1. Mama collects and washes the bed covers and sheets, and I find a soft spot in the white duvet mountain for my nap. She does not like the fact that I leave fur on the duvet but she is too kind to say no especially when she sees my happy face.

2. Papa eats packs of fresh prawns (because neither of the hungry parents can be bothered to cook lunches), and I have my share. I can detect the smell of fresh prawns as soon as they come out of the fridge or from the shopping bags. Papa says that they are too salty for me and often only give me a few. But I am absolutely crazy about prawns and I would eat every bit of it – even the empty shells if Papa doesn’t stop me.

3. Most important of all, being a family means that we enjoy being underneath the same roof, even we just do our own things. I enjoy sitting in-between Papa’s and Mama’s laptops. I enjoy Mama resting me on her shoulder, and I enjoy having a duel with Misty. And when I am happy I purr like an Italian scooter.

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