It's been a tough week. Headache, tired, achy, all that jazz.
Last night Smokey decided it was play time as I was trying to get in bed. And then that it would be appropriate to meow loudly when I ignored her.
This morning my mom said I was being prickly. I was wearing my porcupine face. I didn't know I had a porcupine face. I'm working very hard to put that face away and bring out my-well, a nicer, less prickly face.
I'll let you know how that goes.
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