At home practicing patience, trying to write alongside the screamiest cat ever. She is circling the computer chair crying and howling. She doesn't want to sit on my lap, she doesn't want to not sit on my lap. She scratched my leg and aimed her claws for the orange couch that she is not allowed on. But, I love her. Really. She smells like old fish.
Love
Kelleen Blanchard at 10:57pm
14/48: The World's Quickest Theater Festival Blog
1 comment:
Ah! You have my cat's twin. She does the same damn thing. Clearly? Not patient, therefore, not virtuous, blessed She-Beast that she(thinks) she is.
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