Some cat stuff.
A few weeks ago, I woke up with both my cats on top of me, Chance was walking, running across my chest and Jango was right beside me, climbing up on my shoulder. I didn’t know what was going on and as both cats made a dive for the window above my head, I swear I heard bird wings fluttering.
Then the other morning I woke up, yet again, everything dark to a strange noise. It was growling. Loud growling. This scared the crap out of me, I’m not going to lie. I got my eyes opened and saw Chance on the mat beside my bed with something rather large in his mouth. I guess he came to show me and growling was the only way to let me know he was there. He is actually very vocal, but apparently clever enough to know he couldn’t shout at me and…
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