We have three cats: #1, #2, and Pumpkin. #2 is by far the silliest, but it’s hard to catch #1 or Pumpkin being anything other than distant.
Not this morning.
She was so tightly squeezed up against the door I thought she meant to pounce through it. That poor mourning dove. He was just trying to get his sexy on for his lady dove, but the whole date was ruined by #1. Shame on her.
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