You are a catgirl and you have four cat-siblings. You are the youngest, you are whiny, manipulative and scratchy. You know how to get your way by crying at your parents. They will coddle you, and you know it.

You wake up one morning, it's 5.30am, perfect time to cry the house down. You climb out of your crib, stand at the kitty gate in your door way and whine to get your way.

"Waaaaaaaaah! meow meow WAAAAAAAAAAH!"