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Everybody who sees you online loves you and thinks you're just an adorable old curmudgeon cat, but they don't have to deal with your yowling at 7 am or when I decide to take a nap in the evening because you require someone to pet you while you drink from my trickling bathroom sink faucet. You are the loudest non-Siamese cat in the world. You won't even climb onto the couch with me for head-scratches, you insist on lying on the floor at the exact spot where my hand falls down to emphasize how much you own me. You are a tremendous jerk-cat, Reggie. (I still love ya, buddy.)
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Feb 15, 2015 08:25
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Oscar, why the gently caress would you decide to sneak outside while I take delivery of a pizza? Do you not know your previous owner had you declawed? And I KNOW you see the dozen outdoor cats from your hours spent staring out the windows. You are lucky the delivery driver was a cat lady and corralled you within seconds, you fat jerk. This is your natural state. You are not a mighty hunter. 
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Sep 17, 2015 08:17
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Oscar: I realize it's kind of a dick move for me to reach up and scratch your butt while you're curled up and asleep on the couch, but loudly farting toward my hand isn't a very cool response. 
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Nov 18, 2015 07:14
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