I like to bond with Tiger, the Wonder Cat. You know, a little arm wrestling first thing in the morning. The downside here is threefold: the sleeve of my robe has been shredded, when all ten claws come out, I lose a lot of blood, and then there is the biting.
When he is done having his way with me, he falls down at my feet purring. As adorable as you might think this is, I really need to buy a toy here - I'm feeling a little weak from blood loss.
Maybe buy some nail clippers, too.
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