Every night, Torgi the cat puts me to bed by chirping and nudging me until I stop doing whatever I am doing. Every morning, he head-butts me into consciousness because it is time for his breakfast.
Zen, in contrast, cannot be bothered. Her whims are her own, not to be shared with silly humans.
Right now Torgi is purring loudly while attempting to wedge himself in between me and my iPhone. He is winning.
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If there were ever a Playcat centerfold picture, this is the one. Look at that handsome boy!
tigg woke bonn up every morning, either by poking at her or digging her face from under the covers (she had piled up to keep from being woken up).
it’s a rare gift to be so loved by a cat. please appreciate every night and every morning you are so loved.
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