Privacy please

I was having a wash.

I was having a good old wash.

I was getting to my front feets, then moving to my side, when my hooman walked in.

He tried to stroke my head.

I didn't want this.

He tried ear scritches.

I didn't want this.

I let out a long meow, to tell him to go away.

This was private time.
He needs to respect that.




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