[The cat's tail gave a sharp flick. Oh yeah, she believed that for all of a minute. Laying down, she's happy when he at least looks at her. The now golden eyes meeting his blue.
Poor Jefferson. Even so, she knows he'd be better with sleep and hops down onto the ground, her paws carrying her over to his cot of a bed upon which she leaps onto. Meowing yet again.]
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Poor Jefferson. Even so, she knows he'd be better with sleep and hops down onto the ground, her paws carrying her over to his cot of a bed upon which she leaps onto. Meowing yet again.]