by otherwise understood as my side-cat, or “my feline on the side.” She wishes to keep our connection on the down-low… I’d rather go public with it as well as make it a full-time thing, however Tabs has a strong viewpoint on that subject. (He just says, “No.”)
Elsa lives right around the corner from me. She’s a small thing, only about five pounds, who eats treats out of my hand as well as serenades me with meows. When I go to her, I get head butts, purrs as well as sluggish blinks — the crazy feline woman holy trinity.
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