I laughed and put it back.
So, she decided to capture the pages from the letter and pull them off the table.
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She hid so I couldn't see her.
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This is how we spend our time.
Not neccessarily doing this particular silly interaction, but Karma and I are always talking and she's always thinking of something else to do that will make me laugh or to try to scare me. (I think she knows I fake the surprise half the time for her benefit, but she really enjoys it when she truly does startle me.)
Came time to move again at 5:30am.
I went back to the computer.
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She's up on the desk now a lot. I gave her that inch--and you can't take it back with a cat--chuckle!
She did leave the desk, after 15-20 minutes. She's lying on her back nearby the computer chair in her prayer position on the more comfortable to sprawl upon carpeting.
The timer has gone off.
6:30am and I am heading someplace else...
and Karma will follow me...in her own sweet time.
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