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Dear cats,
Just because my white blouse dropped out of the laundry basket does not give you the right to drag it, hide it across the room, and then eat (and possibly barf and re-eat) your kibble on top of it. You are all punks and dead to me (figuratively) for the rest of the afternoon. No scratches.
That is all.
Love,
Cat mom.
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I want to hate cats, I really do. They're such punks. Thank goodness they're adorable.
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