I'm busy squeezing out four big silicon blobs onto the back-mount for a painting and Dart runs in from the patio and boom, lifts herself gracefully up onto the table and sticks her back left foot straight into the silicon blob I've just made. Incredible aim
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If only she would communicate like other cats: "Meow meow meow, meow, meow boob job meow."
Well, I guess I better go make eight more blobs.
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"Here Kitty Kitty..."
(Think she'll let me count?)
"Dart, don't be like that. Let me count..."
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You know cats - if there's someplace you'd rather them not be, they'll head right for it.
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