I suppose this isn’t the way to begin a blogging life, but I feel inclined to tell whoever will be reading this: my sister’s cat farts as a defense mechanism. I picked up said cat just now, to lavish kindly affection on her. Except for her little cat-bleats of not happy, I thought she’d be fine. But she farted. Just to get away from me.  It was amazing and terrible all at once.

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