Look, cat. I love you. Really, I do. This is why you get to live after this morning.
See, I get to sleep somewhere in the 2-3AM range; even when I go to bed at midnight, I am usually sitting up in said bed reading. Therefore, coming in at 6 fucking AM and doing some sort of Hungarian folk dance on my head to express your undying MOMMY!love ≠ happyMOMMY!
This is why you were unceremoniously dumped onto the floor. The caterwauling BLAT! BLAT! BLAT! until I chucked you outside also did not endear you to me.
Three hours of sleep later and
all most is now forgiven. We can cuddle and do our morning coffee thing together, as per usual.
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this needs to be posted to both and
Go for it, 🙂
well I can metaquote but you need to post it to note-to-cat. 🙂
posted to note-to-cat
(had to join; didn’t even know it existed)
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