More catty drugs!
It happened again...only this time it wasn't just on some socks.
My hooman opened a draw and said 'Merry Christmas', then threw a furry thing at me, which had a little feather tail.
I thought I smelt good stuff.
I got closer to the furry thing.
I did smell good stuff!
Catty drugs!
I had a happy!
I sniffed it.
I licked it.
I bit it.
I clawed it.
I rolled around on it.
I bunny-kicked it.
I rubbed my face on it.
Drug, drugs, drugs!
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