Little Yuri sat alone, her tiny arms folded, her face red with frustration. Tears welled up in her big, round eyes, spilling down her furry cheeks as she let out another loud, dramatic scream. “EEEEEK!!” She wanted nothing to do with Mom right now!
Mom sighed and reached out gently. “Come here, sweetheart.”
But Yuri snapped her head away, refusing to look. She crossed her arms tighter and let out another sharp cry. Her little tail flicked in annoyance. She was still mad—so mad!
Why?
Because earlier, Mom had told her NO. No extra milk. No playing outside longer. No fun. Mom had even stopped her from climbing on the table! How unfair!
So now, Yuri decided she wouldn’t forgive Mom. Not yet.
Mom tried again, her voice soft. “Yuri, come on, let’s talk.”
“EEEEEEK!!” Yuri screamed louder, covering her tiny face.
Mom shook her head, hiding a little smile. She had seen this before. Yuri always acted dramatic, but she never stayed mad forever.
Minutes passed. Yuri’s tummy grumbled. She shifted a little, stealing a peek at Mom.
Mom was sitting nearby, holding a warm bottle of milk. She didn’t say anything, just smiled.
Yuri hesitated. She was still angry… but also hungry.
Finally, she gave in. With a sniffle, she ran straight into Mom’s arms, burying her face in her soft fur.
Mom chuckled and kissed her tiny head. “Still mad?”
Yuri grabbed the bottle and started drinking.
