My cat Lulu is a foundling. I've had her for about 4 years. She obviously belonged to someone else at some point because she's been declawed. (a barbaric practice of which I am most certainly not an advocate) She frequently likes to "claw" at my leg (which might be why she was declawed), but because she has no nails, it just tickles. Today was total ticklepalooza. She would not leave me alone. I'm standing in the kitchen making breakfast, she's tickling my calf. I'm working at my desk, she's tickling whatever part of me she can reach through the slats on my old school wooden chair. I finally had to rather sternly shoo her away so I could get any work done. I don't think anything is amiss with her, so I've no idea what that was all about.
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Now, if I could just find a way to get paid for what I can do with my tongue and a cherry stem.
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