i was just drinking an ice-cold beer and brushing Ramona. it's about 94 F in our apartment right now, and i felt bad for that furball. i was able to brush off a fairly sizeable chunk of fluff before she bit my hand, sunk the claws from her front paws into my skin, and, with my hand stabilized in her grasp, proceeded to kangaroo kick it using her
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