Storm here!
Mum had gone on an adventure without us, what a person! Though as they didn't take us along, i think that it served them right that i forgot them for a while. How could mum just disappear on us? Well, at least we got gifts! A willow tunnel with hay, some lovely herb mix, and some sort of natural fibre insulation mats? Organic litter pads? Nesting material? We don't know but it was fun to destroy.
Then mum made us a biig willow tunnel, big enough for me to pass through with relative ease. They didn't like that i wanted to eat and move the entertainment. What did i do wrong?
Then they went on like nothing had ever happened. Until summer hit.
First, there was a small hill full of tasty stuff but we were always chased away. Apparently we weren't supposed to eat those chrysantemums.
Then mum began disappearing for a few days and then reappear for the next few. It's been going on for a while and is extremely disorienting. Granny's sometimes been a nuisance when mum's not around to supervise.
(Today, mum made me spit out half a chunk of white, strawberry-cookie chocolate that granny gave us. Bleh, those fingers don't taste good.)
And then, sometime later they got packages. We had a new bit of floor for a while, until Iris decided to chew a hole straight in the middle of it. It recently got swapped for some weird floor- not soft unless we jump on it, but not slippery and slick like the cool tiles we'd gotten before. It's acceptable and my queen hasn't decided to destroy it. Mum did dismantle her bunk by annoyed force and pushed the remaining bit next to out home. They intend to be flatmate with us? Okay, since my lady had decided that the corner between the bed, dresser and our wall is a perfect place to take cover. It's not too shabby.
Then mum got another package the noon earlier. It was something that glows at night and is quite soft, but i was chased away because i surprised mum. Was i not supposed to be where i was at? Did they think that i'd try to bite off one of those attractive, soft chunks again? Why can't i?
(No, sir, with all due respect, please stay away from my brand new business-grade laptop, especially its soft and glowy keys. And stop jumpscaring me by suddenly boing-ing up to the bed in front of my face from literally nowhere. Thank you, my dear.)
Iris here!
I've been a good lady, fair and loving and affectionate. Though my king doesn't always seem so fond of it. He'll run away from me. How could he? He allowed me into his home, courted me and we live together harmoniously, yet he dares refuse my passion? Sometimes he'll run off to mum-in-law, asking them to help him. And they often do. Where did i go wrong?
(The royal lady literally tries to hump her hubby so often that he runs to me for assistance. It seems to be an incurable illness of hers. Just today, Storm ran to me from underneath the bed, Iris following close behind, actively deeding while he was trying to make a run for it. No wonder he dislikes those affections.)
But i'm good-i clean him and warn him of dangers, keep him warm and even hug him close. I share my findings and affection with both the king and mum-in-law. I even help with decorating the estate! I bring stuff closer to and entertain him, accompany him for nearly everything. Is my display of affection still not enough? Anyway, there've been rumours that the royal estate might move somewhere far, far away from our grandparents. Either that, or our royal attendee is abandoning us. Who kno