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I think, therefore I floof

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It is Sunday. Many things lie ahead next week. This is when I has thinks. Big thinks. I may well be a filosofer. I thinks things like: 'Why does it get dark, then light, then dark again? Why not just constantly light or constantly dark?' 'With hooman teeth being so blunt, and having no claws, how do they hunt?' 'Why do birds suddenly appear every time I am near?' 'Where does the red dot go when it disappears?' 'Why don't hoomans headbutt each other to say hello?' 'Why is there a mini-sun in the ceiling of every room in my home? 'Do creatures without tails get sad that they don't have one?' 'Where are my siblings and what are they doing now?' It's hard thinking all these things. It makes me tired. Time for a pre-nap nap.
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Escoose me - service please

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I has had my breakfast today. I has also had some snacks. But I has an early hungry. It's before my usual time, but I want dinner. I has meowed to my hooman. I has scratched all the soft things. I has jumped up and given him headbutts to the face. But still he ignores me. Instead he put out some more chicken biscuits. This is not what I ordered...but I ate them anyway. I should ask to see the manager...
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Poo run run run

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When a cat's got to go, a cat's got to go. When I feel my belly rumbling, and I feel my dinner working its way through, I know it's time... It's time to visit my poo and wee box. I walk into it, turn around a few times, dig around a bit, then position myself for a big poo. Then, when my poo is done...relief! I feel so much lighter! I feel free! I jump out of the box and run around. I run to the window sill and jump up onto it. Then I jump back down and run to my hooman's napping quarters and into the cupboard. Then I run back into the big room. Then I lick my front feets for a bit. I love post-poo zoomies.
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Nose nudges

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I has abandoned my spot under the table and decided to flomp in my hooman's napping quarters. My hooman decided to come and see me. This was nice. He gave me chin scritches and stroked my fluffy cheeks. When he does this, I has a happy, so I wants to show affection. I does this by nudging my hooman's nose with my little catty nose, and also by rubbing my face on his. This is my way of saying 'Hi, I like you, hooman'. I enjoyed the scritches, then I had a nap. This has tired me out, so I may have another nap.
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Yup - just there!

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I likes attention from my hooman. I likes face smooshes (sometimes), head scritches, ear scritches, chin scritches, pets on my chest, pets on my back, and, of course, belly rubs...when permitted. But there's one scritch that's my favourite in the whole world - one scritch that beats all other scritches. And that scritch is...tail scritches! Not the end of my tail, but just at the base of it. It's the best thing ever, and it makes me purr...lots. If I'm laying down, it also makes me stick my fluffy butt up in the air. I ❤️ tail scritches.    
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Happy dance

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Sometimes I has a happy, and I purr. Sometimes I has a super duper happy. When I has a super duper happy, there's only one way to show this. I find my nearest soft and squishy thing, stand on top of it, and does a little happy dance - pushing my front feets up and down on it. If my hooman sees me doing this, he saws 'Awwww! Frankie - are you making biscuits?' Then he strokes my head. This makes me even more super duper happy, so I does even more of a happy dance.
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More warms

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Today I has more warms. I has sits by the window. I looks out. I takes in all the sun. I lets my fur get warm. Then my hooman comes over and strokes my head and my back, and gives me ear scritches. I think I'll sit here all day. Happy.
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