
Instead, I whined at her and she let me into another room and shut the door, giving me some relief. Its not that Myst picks on me a lot and its not that I start half the chasing and pawing, its just that I was not in the mood to be picked on and I got some rest.

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Poor Muddy, the thing is, Myst is a tiny cat, and as such, has the thing called "tiny cat syndrome" which means he's always gonna be angling at being in charge ;)
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