Table four, still screaming

DumplingCat

They folded me in at six in the morning. I was awake for all of it and I have opinions.

Dumpling Cat held by chopsticks over a bowl of soy sauce

Five of them are quiet. That has never been an option for me.

We came out of the same steamer at the same minute. They accepted it. I did not, and I would like to point out that being loud is the only reason anyone remembers which one I am.

The tongs pass over me every time. Every single time.

Bamboo steamer with six dumplings, one of them a cat
Dumpling Cat lifted on chopsticks
lifted again
no warning
no consent form
Close view of Dumpling Cat

The soy sauce was not my idea either

Somebody decided I needed seasoning on top of everything else that has happened to me this morning. I am already a whole animal wrapped in a whole meal. The dip is showing off.

I have made peace with the folding. I have not made peace with the dipping.

Filling Entirely me
Pleats Fourteen, none requested
Volume Constant
Escape route Under review