A Tong sat happily with his precious milk can, hugging it tightly like a treasure. His tiny hands gripped the can firmly as he licked the rim, savoring every last drop of the creamy milk inside. But then—disaster struck.
His mom walked over and reached for the can.
A Tong’s eyes widened in horror. Was she going to take it away?!
“Nooo!!” he screamed, clutching the can tighter and turning his body away. His tail curled defensively as he let out a loud, panicked cry.
His mom sighed. “A Tong, I just want to check if there’s still milk inside.”
But A Tong didn’t believe her. He shook his head furiously, tears streaming down his chubby cheeks. “No! My milk!!” His voice cracked with emotion as he held onto the can like his life depended on it.
Seeing his dramatic reaction, his mom couldn’t help but chuckle. “You little troublemaker,” she teased, gently pulling the can.
A Tong shrieked, his cries echoing through the yard. He rolled onto his back, flailing his arms in protest, kicking his legs wildly.
His mom gave up and let go. “Alright, alright. Keep it.”
Sniffling, A Tong sat up, hugging his milk can like a hero who had won a battle. He peeked inside—only a few drops left.
His mom laughed. “All that drama for an empty can?”
A Tong pouted but said nothing. He wasn’t taking any chances!
