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Oh.....darling Mr. Pajamas. I think his kinked tail has affected his brain.
I got home tonight....he pops up on the desk by me. Then he head-butts my arm, then my hand, then my head....then he bites me, softly at least.
Then all the sudden he keeps popping over the monitor. Up, then down behind it again....then up, then down, then up, then down. Then....ohhhh!!! he discovers he can go sideways. Then he decides to chase the cursor.
Then he's back headbutting me.....bonk. Bonk. Bonk. Bonk.
Then he's under my feet. Then he pester's everyone's Uncle Dorian, who promtply smacks him upside the head.
Then back to meowmy.
Bye TCS....
I think I'm gonna go spend some quality time with him or he'll drive me insane!
I got home tonight....he pops up on the desk by me. Then he head-butts my arm, then my hand, then my head....then he bites me, softly at least.
Then all the sudden he keeps popping over the monitor. Up, then down behind it again....then up, then down, then up, then down. Then....ohhhh!!! he discovers he can go sideways. Then he decides to chase the cursor.
Then he's back headbutting me.....bonk. Bonk. Bonk. Bonk.
Then he's under my feet. Then he pester's everyone's Uncle Dorian, who promtply smacks him upside the head.
Then back to meowmy.
Bye TCS....