Caturday Antics

This is my life these days. Kitten thinks I need to be reminded about her breakfast. She’ll start harassing me, first with affection and sweetness, and the next thing I know she’s walking on top of me like I’m her personal furniture. I can’t wait until the vet can cut her nails. She’s on my last nerve.

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