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So quietly she trips across the floor, dragging random flotsam and jetsam she finds in niches the vacuum can't reach. With evil intent, she crouches at my feet. Then BONK! I've been kitten-bombed. She exults in my reaction of flying drink and floor-bound french fries. Then she creeps away again waiting for her next opportunity to turn on airplane mode, shut down the computer without saving my changes, and scare me half to death.

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Date: 8/15/2015 11:07:00 AM
oh the imagery made me smile Mary I have seen other people say the havoc a kitten can cause especially on the computer:-) hugs jan xx
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Mary Rotman
Date: 8/15/2015 11:56:00 AM
Thank you