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Missing Miri

So, I’m laying here in bed with my laptop in place of Miri (yeah, not a good substitute) and I thought: if one of my last memories of Miri ends up being peed upon by her, that would, in a strange way, bring our time together full circle. The first night I brought her home, she was rather ticked off at having been separated from her family (yes, I’m anthropomorphizing – deal with it). When I went to bed, she clawed her way up on to the bed (she couldn’t quite make it in one jump), hopped up on top of me, hissed and then peed on me.

Of course, I could be totally overreacting and she’ll be much better in the morning…

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