Twenty weeks of Gramsci! And he'd like you to admire his teeth, please. I'm by now not sure which are deciduous, and which are Permanent Adult Fangs - I'm just grateful when he doesn't stick them in me. He's developed a stylish pounce from cat palace to the bed, which makes my feet very thankful they aren't mice. And yes, he's now a cat who is learning to sleep on the bed, which even he regards as an enormous Adult Privilege.
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