*Moggy: a cat
Millicent’s moggy sat atop the stairs, staring down at her.
“Come here Mungus,” She cooed at the plump tabby.
“Mrow,” Mugus responded, digging his claws into the soft carpeting.
Millicent pursed her lips, she tried whistling but the moggy wouldn’t listen.
“Mungus, come on… what if I give you a little tuna, hmm?”
Still, the tabby remained firmly rooted to the staircase, it wasn’t about to come down.
“Fine, alright, I guess I’ll need to reschedule your vet appointment.”