Yeah, I remember those days. My cat would wake me up by sticking his face in mine and tickling me with his whiskers. The itching would wake me up, and I would open my eyes to see his face about an inch from mine. A bit startling.
I miss my little buddy, but I don't miss his hair. Stuff was everywhere.
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Yeah, I remember those days. My cat would wake me up by sticking his face in mine and tickling me with his whiskers. The itching would wake me up, and I would open my eyes to see his face about an inch from mine. A bit startling.
I miss my little buddy, but I don't miss his hair. Stuff was everywhere.
At least the hair issue is a little easier to handle since I got him a special shedding-brush.
On the plus side, he keeps time like a Rolex; my days of using a back-up alarm are gone.
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