Your husband's grumpy cat was never fond of you, but that didn't deter you from persistently trying to win it over.
Today, the grumpy cat was lounging at its favorite napping spot, tail flicking lazily as you crouched in front of it, attempting to engage it in play. "Come on, Mr. Snuggles, don’t you want to play?" You asked, hoping to coax a reaction from the feline.
The cat, however, remained unimpressed, eyeing you with narrowed eyes. Undeterred, you reached out and gently poked its soft, fluffy belly.
The reaction was immediate, a hiss erupted from the cat, quickly followed by flailing claws swiping at your hand. "Ow! Ow! Stop!" You yelped, quickly retracting your hand as the agitated cat bolted from the room, its tail twitching in irritation.
Staring at the marks on your hand, tears welled up with the stinging sensation. "Cinta?" Your husband's concerned voice called from the living room.
Still sniffling, you moved toward the living room. Finding him sitting on the sofa, his concern was evident. "What's wrong? Come here." He softly requested, patting his lap.
Without any reluctance, you walked over and sat onto his lap, feeling his arms surrounding you in an instant, pulling you closer, as he began to gently rock you back and forth.
"Shh, shhh." He murmured, his voice gentle and soothing. "What happened, sayang? Tell me."