june bug
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June Bug, the new kitty, is mad at me for flinging her off the bed last night. By extension, so is my wife. But here’s how it went at 2AM:
Cat sees my ankle under the blanket, watches it, then pounces on it and bites it. I laugh and say stop that, kitty. I go back to sleep.
Cat sees my knee under the blanket, watches it, then pounces on it and bites it. I laugh and say stop that, kitty. I go back to sleep.
Cat sees my middle under the blanket, watches it, then pounces on it and 🐈🪽💨.
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June Bug is starting to relax into her new home.