During my first few days in my new abode, I misssed my litter-mates a lot. It's weird because back at my previous place, we fought as much as we played with each other, and I didn't care. On my first night, I miaued a lot until my throat got tired and irritated. I didn't even have the appetite for food. But on the next day I was so hungry I got to eat some. Thankfully, the food smelled and tasted familiar.
Well, I couldn't help myself scratch around the dish.. just following my instinct. I still do this now.
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