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Sophia: Everyone says we need to update our journal more.
Grace: That's what I keep saying too! But the kitten daddy has been trying to keep us away from the keyboard.
Sophia: I don't get it. Also, I climbed a tree.
Grace: And then you got onto the roof and got terrified and the kitten daddy had to come rescue you.
Sophia: But I got to ride in his jacket on the way down! That was nice. I was all purring and happy!
Grace: You are so stupid. You were almost the tallest kitten ever.
Sophia: Yes, well, at least I didn't get a scabrous oozing lesion.
Grace: That's much better now, I'll have you know. So what else can we tell people about?
Sophia: Well, we got to go into the back yard.
Grace: Oh, right. I still couldn't find those pesky orange flea-bitten furballs who used to be downstairs. And no sign of that black and white wretch from next door who I keep having to fight off through the window!
Sophia: Instead there were lots of people, and they were ruining meat with fire.
Grace: What morons. What good is cooking the meat? I mean, they go to all this trouble to catch it, then they ruin it! I don't get it.
Sophia: I got a lot of petting, though. preens
Grace: I got to sniff around the grass, which was nice. But there were still too many people.
Sophia: Yeah, a few. Even though I'm the prettyest princess ever, I'm still pretty shy.
Grace: Uhoh, the kitten daddy is coming back.
Sophia: Time to do what we do best -- flee!
Meow?
Grace: That's what I keep saying too! But the kitten daddy has been trying to keep us away from the keyboard.
Sophia: I don't get it. Also, I climbed a tree.
Grace: And then you got onto the roof and got terrified and the kitten daddy had to come rescue you.
Sophia: But I got to ride in his jacket on the way down! That was nice. I was all purring and happy!
Grace: You are so stupid. You were almost the tallest kitten ever.
Sophia: Yes, well, at least I didn't get a scabrous oozing lesion.
Grace: That's much better now, I'll have you know. So what else can we tell people about?
Sophia: Well, we got to go into the back yard.
Grace: Oh, right. I still couldn't find those pesky orange flea-bitten furballs who used to be downstairs. And no sign of that black and white wretch from next door who I keep having to fight off through the window!
Sophia: Instead there were lots of people, and they were ruining meat with fire.
Grace: What morons. What good is cooking the meat? I mean, they go to all this trouble to catch it, then they ruin it! I don't get it.
Sophia: I got a lot of petting, though. preens
Grace: I got to sniff around the grass, which was nice. But there were still too many people.
Sophia: Yeah, a few. Even though I'm the prettyest princess ever, I'm still pretty shy.
Grace: Uhoh, the kitten daddy is coming back.
Sophia: Time to do what we do best -- flee!
Meow?