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I suppose I could explain how he’s sitting on my desk so I can barely write this, or how he really *can’t* eat it even if he wants to because it will make him sick, or how he’s constantly reaching out to bat at the bits that I’ve not turned into tasty, delicious, edible string…
… but I really think that first sentence really explains about all of it.
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2 Responses to My cat is filching my string cheese
Adam
April 18th, 2008 at 11:08 am
Hey, new blog!
Best wishes for it.
Itanya Blade
June 4th, 2008 at 11:39 am
Oh look, my cat isn’t the only one.
I swear, Nerf can hear me open the single serving of string cheese and she is THERE!