Momma told me tonight that I am too nice. She was mad at Cheysuli because Chey was keeping Georgia and me from eating out stinky goodness. So she put Cheysuli in the bathroon to eat her bit of food and left me and Georgia in the kitchen. We ate ours but I was so worried that Chey was unhappy in the bathroom that I went to check on her. I kept doing that and waiting until they let her out. It didn't seem fair.
Momma says that I am too nice to Chey and I let her push me around. But I worry that she's unhappy and I want efurryone to be happy!