“I don’t feel so well.” I hold my tummy and lay out in front of Salem.
He ignores me and continues napping, so I let out a louder moan, “Ohhh, I said I don’t feel so well. I ate too many Friskies treats.”
Salem opens one eye, looks at me as though I am annoying him, and goes back to sleep.
“You are so selfish! Don’t you care that I don’t feel well?”
“I’m not selfish. You are. I’m trying to sleep. and your tummy ache doesn’t have anything to do with me.”
“That just shows what you know! It was your treats I ate.”