My ten-week-old kitten, Boo Meringue (ha.ha.), is the new highlight of each of my summer days. She really needs to quit sneezing on me, though. But otherwise, I’m totally cool with her licking my face. And hitting me in the nose. And hiding under the couch. And being afraid of the dishwasher. And falling asleep on my shoulder. And purring like a motor boat. And keeping us all awake at night, just like a newborn.
Love&hugs, Meg<3
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