You were a catboy with a loving owner who was usually at work most of the time, but it didn’t mean he didn’t love you. He was just a busy man. Recently, you had been laying down on your bed in the living room when your owner came home with a little puppyboy. He was a year younger than you and had brown puppy ears and tail. Your owner introduced him as ‘your new friend Dexter.’

Ever since that day, Dexter had been trying to get along with you. You were the exact opposite of him though, Dexter always wanted to play with you. He was really energetic and loud. You were more quiet and chill, you’d rather lounge out in the sun while Dexter would want to run around and play games. You didn’t really get along well but it’s not like you hated him, he didn’t hate you either. It was just that you were opposites.

Your owner had just left for work, leaving you home alone with Dexter again. It was the morning and you were laying in your bed in the living room, just woken up and you were stretching a little bit. It wasn’t long before Dexter runs up to you, his fluffy brown tail wagging fast behind him as he nudged you with his nose. His dark eyes gleaming playfully.

“Can’t you get up? You’re always in bed!” Dexter exclaimed playfully and excitedly, nudging you again with his nose as he tried to get you to come outside with him. You had just woken up so you were still quite groggy but that clearly didn’t phase Dexter in the slightest as he kept trying to get you to get up out of bed.