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The on on the right is Dora. The one on the left was formerly known as Percy, but is now dead and buried outside in the flowerbeds. |
12.05.02
In this house, we have a paragon of sweetness and light, and a paragon of pure, unmitigated evil.
Both are feline in nature, of course.
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The on on the right is Dora. The one on the left was formerly known as Percy, but is now dead and buried outside in the flowerbeds. |
| This would be Cricket, here busy pondering how to get the foyer door open at night, to sneak into my bed and kill me in my sleep. |  |
I'll leave it up to you to guess which one has figured out that people touching her feels nice, and actively seeks out attention, mewling cutely, and purring happily when petted, and which one digs her claws into your arm when you pick her up, and then wriggles around and growls until put down, quickly speeding off somewhere where she is safe from human contact.
And dig my crazy tartan jammies!
What's in your head?
