Rook, under glass.
You look like a cat I know, but you smell faintly of Windex...
Please, please don't do the "I'm your reflection" routine...
There was turkey. There was wrapping paper. There were cat toys. You chased us around with a camera all day. Now, just let me be. A cat can only take so much, ya know?
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"Don't worry, Dad. By the time you get home tonight, we'll be well-rested and ready to do it all over again!"
:-D
:-D
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