Our new kitten, Luna, has proven to be a real charmer on her outward appearance. She purs no matter who's petting her, she thinks we all need a bath, and kindly gives Roman a chance to squeeze her while holding her upside down walking around saying "kitty-cat, kitty-cat." But behind closed doors those beady eyes and pin needle claws can cause havoc to anything in her path. We are frequently woken in the middle of the night by violent slashes of kitty claws running across our bodies leaving our chests and legs bleeding. My hands and feet are torn up and my throat so dry from saying "no" throughout the day. Through all the suffering we are going through I always forgive her because (besides Mo) she is the best kitty cuddler around.
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