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I love the smell of procrastination in the morning

I wake up at 5:30. There are no cats in bed. I think that’s a problem. I entice Data to come sleep with me. Instead he purrs for a few minutes, lulls me into the thought that he might just settle down and sleep for once.
Wrong.
Bite. Bite. Scratch. Fight with other cats. Scratch. Bite [...]

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