Complain Queen
My baby sister is growing up to be a complain queen. She now has enough vocab to complain about me. Just a few weeks ago, she was complaining to all the humans that I stepped on her toe and this morning, she complained to my M that I stepped on her hand.
Well, I haven't even gotten started on MY own list of complains, like how she likes to disturb me when I sleep, pull my tail, knock on me, meddle with my dinner, pluck my fur, poke my eye, sit on me....
See, my list is longer than hers and to think she has the cheek to complain about ME first! Someone should tell her to stop bullying me instead.
(M: Well, that's the kind of love-hate relations that they share, much like real human siblings. They like each other and yet like to irritate each other as well.)