Audrey-kitty and I were parked on the couch in the fliving room. I took a nice nap while she curled up behind my knees.
When I woke up and started to move around like I was going to get up, she leaped up onto me and began kneading my pook and settling down for a nice nap.
So I poohed her. Hmmm... something's not right... Hey! Where's your collar?
My collar?
Yes, where's your collar?
I don't know. Here, let me groom your fingers.
Oh, for Pete's sake. I still don't know where it is.
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