My cats like to swarm when we leave the house. I think they’re laboring under the impression that if they swarm us enough times, we’ll give in to their demands to be let inside permanently, and if Seymour weren’t so horribly allergic, maybe we would.
They don’t play fair – there’s nothing more tempting than an adorable kitty cat. But I stayed strong in the face of such manipulation. They won’t stay mad at me for long, right? 😀
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Suddenly they all died. The end. 