Gary has taken to visiting me in my room at the end of my workday, which is the start of Gary's ... non-workday? As I say, it’s at the end of my day, I am tired, but Gary arrives ready for a chat, refreshed at the end of an eighteen hour nap.
Usually, we get into a spat, not a chat. It ends with him stomping out of the room, then I shut the door loudly behind him.
One time he was whining and when the door shut loudly I mocked, “MEW mew, mewmewmew Mewww,” and he opened the door and said, “Did you just say ‘MEW mew, mewmewmew Mewww?”
Well it seems that since that day he has not stomped off after the loud shutting of the door, but instead, he has paused to hear exactly what I mutter behind his back.
Yesterday he opened the door after and said, “I AM NOT A WHINY BABY MAN-CHILD.” and then stomped off.
I was quite taken aback because -- until he confessed -- I did not know he has been doing this. It’s remarkable he hasn’t spoken up before now.
We agreed he is not a whiny baby man-child.
Also, bad move lettimg me know; now I’m on to him.
Omg, I laughed harder at this than I should have! Love it!
Posted by: Lisa | April 30, 2025 at 07:15 PM
Lisa - I have adapted. I now walk away from the door, fling myself into bed, and then mutter.
Posted by: theQueen | April 30, 2025 at 08:59 PM