Poor Reggie

Yesterday was not a good day, in Reggie's opinion. I'm not sure why. I woke up by 8 am, fed her and opened L's blinds and fluffed up the blankets so she could be comfy. But she spent the majority of the afternoon, bellyaching about not having treats. She meows repeatedly and comes down the stairs. Somehow I didn't realize her treats were empty. I knew she had a bag upstairs but I was busy. Working. So I petted her and talked to her and Jeff did the same. She was grumpy.



This is her pathetic face.


Finally I had time to break and find her treats and I discovered she got fed up and went back to bed.


Poor girl. She was in a much better mood this morning.
-Kat