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Friendship Time Turns Fiendish
I argue that demanding food at 2:30 in the morning is inhumane. But technically, she is a cat. Categorically inhuman. So it is allowed. Or so Nala the Annihilator said. At 2:30. In the morning. Sigh.
She’s Fine. Crazy, but Fine.
No, I do not keep my cat in the fridge. However, I apparently cannot keep Nala the Annihilator from trespassing into chilly domains. (shrug) Roommates- they cannot be controlled.
Pavlov Works Both Ways
Darn it, Pavlov. At no point did you warn what would happen when the pets began to take your studies and turn them on us. You knew it was coming, right? Well, a heads’ up would have been nice. But … Continue reading
...Of Course, this Could All Go Horribly Awry 