Offspring the Third's kitties are visiting. MEOW MEOW.
They are good kitties, and are always happy to see me at the end of the day when I come home from work. They do tend to step on my hair when I am sleeping, and sing the song of their people in the wee hours. And barf periodically. But who can blame them? I like company, and have occasional digestive upset, too.
Good girls.
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