I call Peter, my foster cat, the quaalude kitty. He doesn't sleep any more than other cats, but even when he's awake, he's generally lounging, grooming, eating, or walking between those three activities. Well, not so much walking as sauntering; he's pretty much never in a hurry. Just now, however, he was such a perfect storm of insanity that I
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