Tired conversations with whiny cat

[snarp]

*Cat sits on the edge of the tub but outside the inner shower curtain, watching me wash my hair.*

Cat: *grief-stricken nyehhh*

Me: No.

*Cat climbs into shower, gets wet, runs away.*

Cat, from down the hall: *betrayed nyehhh*

Me: Right.

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*Cat sniffs my shoes, looks startled, looks up at me.*

Cat: *betrayed nyehhh*

Me: Dude. Rude.

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Dad: Here, boy! Here, Buoyancy! Awww, what a good boy! Look, honey, he came right to me!

*Dad pets him harder than he likes, as always. Cat jumps onto my lap.*

Cat: *betrayed nyehhh*

Me: You made your own decision.