I have been sole human servant of 3 cats for 10 straight days, as of today.
Each of them individually is charming, in the feline way.
Two at a time, not so much.
Never 3 at a time because the white Manx attacks the Firepoint Siamese on sight. Which is way too much excitement and loose fur. Charley the long-hair goofball runs for cover.
Their true servant's in rehab after back surgery. Sure the doctors had knives and needles. I face claws and teeth.
Get well soon, pal, and come home before I go running into the sagebrush.
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