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5:09pm April 13, 2014

Okay this is really not the time to play, cat.

Every time I try to lay out the pieces of this afghan on the floor, somebody jumps into the middle of them, scattering them all over the place, and starts pouncing and batting them around.

Mind you this cat is fifteen years old and she thinks she’s a kitten or something.

Of course honestly at that age she’s earned the right to do whatever the fuck she wants.  But we’ve already gotten into one fight over these afghan pieces today, I’m not going to do it again.

(The last fight involved her growling and biting me through my shirt really hard, every time I touched one of the pieces.)