Scars.

Mom had to put a band-aid on her finger this morning because when her alarm went off, I jumped up to remind her that it was time for me to eat. When she shoved me off the bed (like she always does), I caught her pinkie with my back foot and sliced it open. She said I give her too many scars from my sharp, sharp claws (even though she keeps 'em trimmed down, they grow real fast). *I* say that if she fed me more often and stopped hitting the snooze button, things like this would stop happening.

Hmph.

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