I thought I got away with it for this week. I really thought that the hoomans would feel guilty for leaving me at home while they went to Malaysia over the weekends, they would try to make it up to me by not giving me a shower... But guess what? I had a shower anyways, on a MONDAY NIGHT!
I had to show my displeasure after the torture.
Still looking very wet and disgruntled.
But it's okay, because I've my ways of feeling better after a bad night like this.
A good round of loving~
I'm telling you, nothing beats the horrors of showers than a good round of loving!
(A: This boy jumped onto my bed, and stole this doll and claimed it as his lover!)
Oh well, at least I get to rub myself down on Mom's bed!