No Kitty Love.

I walked in the house and pet the cat. I ran upstairs to get paper to make study guides for my midterm next week. I came back downstairs and the cat was waiting at the bottom, meowed. "Okay will you come cuddle with me?" He meowed and I walked over to the couch where the cat sometimes jumps to for company. He meowed again and stopped a few feet from the couch, layed down, rolled around, and then went and sat in the adjacent room.

Predictable.

Dear Cat, Please Come Back.

love.love.love.