You set your food on the table and you set the pile of porkchops on the kitchen floor on a dish for Mira. "Mira! Dinner!" You call. Mira's head shoots up and she rockets toward the dish on the ground before tearing into it..
You sit down and begin eating your own food as you try to ignore the sounds of the nature documentary taking place in your kitchen. A few seconds later you notice that it's suspicously quiet. "Do I really want to turn around?" You wondered as you twisted in your chair to look over at Mira who was laying in front of an empty bowl of porkchops. She then belches and eyes your plate.
"You gonna eat that?" She asks.
"Uh uh.... I know what your thinking and it's not happening."
"Oh come on please?" She begged.
"Forget it, you had your dinner and this is mine" You stated firmly "If you it then you can have it over my dead body."
Mira then gets a devious smirk "Right... dead body like your going to intimidate me" She said as she walked over and pushed you out of your seat with a single forepaw and proceeded to gobble down your food like it was going out of style. "Much better... I'm content. See ya in the morning" She said before padding off to bed.
"Overgrown house cat...." You mumble under your breath "Next time I'll put some sedative in her food."
"If you do then I'll chew up your new phone" Mira called as she curled up in bed.
"Ugh... I'm going to bed good night Mira" You say feeling defeated.
"Goodnight... I'll see you in the morning. Oh and I promise I wont eat breakfast."
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