The rule for today - Touch my tail, I shred your hand. New rule tomorrow.
Grace personified. I leap into the window. I meant to do that.
The Big Ones snore now. Every room is dark and cold. Time for "Cup Hockey".
You're always typing. Well, let's see you ignore my sitting on your hands.
You never feed me. Perhaps I'll sleep on your face. That will sure show you.
I want to be close to you. Can I fit my head inside your armpit?
My small cardboard box. You cannot see me if I can just hide my head.
Humans are so strange. Mine lies still in bed, then screams. My claws are not that sharp.
Blur of motion, then - silence, me, a paper bag. What is so funny?
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