Should have seen my cat at the weekend. I had her sitting and chasing james wellbeloved biscuits. Of course if I made her sit she'd try and take my finger with the biscuit, but meh. I remember her dad as a kitten. He'd wait in hiding just outside the kitchen and wait for you to walk past. He'd then dig his claws into your ankle and hitch a ride into the lounge.
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