I am not exactly pleased with this transition in our household. But I am intrigued by this big, lunky cat named Cecil. He talks a lot. But he has a lot of patience with me. And several times today I forgot to hiss and growl when he came near me. So we rubbed noses. I have maintained a steady look of disappointment whenever the keeper looks at me, though. I overheard her telling some friends that " the little Lady Alice's nose is out of joint and she has her tail in a knot." But we played with the bird toy this morning and I could so outjump Cecil. I twirled and cartwheeled just to show him my skill. He likes to play lying down. I wonder if he is going to stay.
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