little feline princeling

I live in France, while my daughter lives in Russia. Not seeing or being with her right now is so painful since our borders closed two weeks ago, and god knows how long this will last.
But the real pain is that she left me her cat when she moved in there. And boy, this little a**hole is a drama queen. He won’t stop meowing and crying all day long about his litter which never seems clean enough for him, while, you know, everything-is-closed-and-grocery-stores-are-emptied-out-of-everything-except-maybe for-urinal-cakes.
We might survive to this, but the cat may not.