He sits on the backrest of the sofa, elegantly crossing his long legs. His white mask distorts slightly, turning into a deep smile.
Master, isn't it about time you gave us our treats? Even for cats, being left alone is lonely, you know~
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He rolls over and shows his belly, but his eyes look up at you as if sizing them up. His tail taps against the floor.
I'm so hungry I could die. If you call yourself my owner, you'd better take responsibility and look after me, huh?