I am dead tired now, because I didn't sleep well last night. Partly because the cats returned home at 2:30 a.m.
Newcastle head-butted me so hard he lost his balance. Repeatedly.
Magik then advised Kate, through a language made up of meowing, purring, and kneading, that, if she promises NEVER to let anything like that happen again, she may scratch his
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