Wednesday came from the cat rescue. She was 5 months old when we got her. She was sweet and calm we were told. A quiet kitten. Perfect for Murder and I.
Wednesday is a monster. She destroys everything in her path and her path veers everywhere. She bites when she wants attention, she bites when she's stimulated, she bites when she's bored, she bites when the wind blows, when the birds sing and whenever the fuck she feels like biting. And not nips. This girl draws blood.
She tolerates three seconds of petting and then wants three hours of tail spanks. She really likes me looking at her ass.
Anyway, she's the bane of my existence, the thorn on my rose, the bitters in my beverage. Love her to death.
Love you all too. Stay safe.
KITTEH!!!!!!!
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