I got my nose pierced over the weekend, which is a blog post all by itself, but the better part of the story is that my cat thinks that “nose ring” equals “Something on my mom’s face that I should probably try to bite.” Obviously, our opinions on this matter differ greatly.
So if you don’t mind, I’m going to have to keep this short while I try to staunch the (mild) bleeding. (It’s not that bad, really. It’s just kind of yucky.)
Later, gators.
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