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i love my cat.

she is so good at making you feel loved when no one else does.

all she wants is to be held.. (and fed.)

and although she is still mad at me for deciding to put her on a diet (she's morbidly obese), she never fails to meow at me when i wake up every morning.

or climb on my lap when i'm feeling down.

she has a sixth sense, i think.

i love you, nesta prime.

your sister kiara loves you too. even if she's always pestering you.

happy friday!