| I’m laying in bed, it’s the middle of the night, and in the corner of my eye I notice a mass of white fluffiness tossing and turning. Checking to see if everything is in order, I feel the space around me become a little less crowded. She jumped. Great. I sit and await the inevitable whine accompanied by delicate scratches on my bedroom floor… and there it is! Like clockwork. Naturally perturbed and aware of my early morning, I acquiesce to the little princess’ demands, and open my door. She drunkenly stumbles to the cool tile located outside my door, and passes out for the rest of the night. |
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