"No, not now" I tell the cat, as she wants to get onto my lap while I'm still wet from my shower. She disregards my admonition, and steps onto my damp skin, purring. Her purring melts my heart, and I welcome her.
"You just use all the weapons at your disposal, kitten," I tell her, "and by weapons I don't mean those sharp claws of yours. Your claws can't reach my heart."
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In other cat news, Odessa killed a mouse a day for five days in a row! So proud of her.