Little Lexi was used to getting all the attention.
From the moment he opened his eyes each morning, his world revolved around cuddles, snacks, and someone always by his side—especially his best companion, Loy. The two were inseparable: climbing, playing, eating side by side. Wherever Loy went, Lexi followed.
But one afternoon, Loy decided to explore the garden on his own. He slipped away quietly, wanting just a moment of peace. Maybe he didn’t think Lexi would notice. Or maybe he thought it wouldn’t matter.
It mattered.
The second Lexi realized he was alone, his mood snapped like a twig.
His eyes darted everywhere. “Where’s Loy?”
His lip quivered. His tiny feet stomped.
And then—the tantrum exploded.
He screeched loudly, throwing himself back onto the floor, flailing his arms like he had been abandoned forever. He tossed a banana out of the bowl. He kicked his little pillow. He wanted everyone to know he was upset.
The caretaker rushed over, trying to calm him. But Lexi wasn’t interested in hugs from anyone else. He wanted Loy.
A few minutes later, Loy returned, curious about the noise. The moment Lexi saw him, he froze. His scream stopped mid-air. With puffed cheeks and teary eyes, he ran straight to Loy and hugged him tight, burying his face into his friend’s fur.
Loy didn’t say anything—just let Lexi hold on.
Because even spoiled babies with the loudest tantrums just want one thing deep down:
not to be left behind.
And from that day on, Loy stayed a little closer…
Because sometimes, love sounds like a tantrum.
