Little Choda was having one of those clingy mornings. From the moment she opened her sleepy eyes, she wanted nothing but her mama’s warm arms. But today, Mom had chores to do—and that meant leaving Choda on the blanket for a while.
Big mistake.
The moment Mom stepped out of the room, Choda’s mood flipped like a switch. She looked around, realized she was alone, and let out the most dramatic scream ever heard in the house.
“EEEEEEEK!!”
Her voice pierced the air as if the world had ended.
She jumped up, tail twitching furiously, and ran toward the doorway Mom had disappeared through. When she found it empty, she dropped to the floor and began pounding her tiny fists in pure frustration.
Her eyes filled with tears, and she let out more loud, moody cries.
It wasn’t just sadness—it was pure toddler rage.
When Mom finally came back, holding a bowl of food, she was shocked to see Choda lying flat on the floor, pouting like a little statue of heartbreak. Her nose was wrinkled, cheeks puffed, and those big eyes glared straight at Mom.
“You’re mad, huh?” Mom said with a chuckle, kneeling beside her.
Choda didn’t move.
She turned her head away with a dramatic sniff.
Only when Mom scooped her up and cuddled her close did Choda let out a soft whimper, melting slowly into her mom’s chest.
