in the face of a daffodil

In response the cat purrs loudly, its tail flicking contentedly back in forth.

jbusy busy busy and then you'll die. The feline acknowledges, and, having finished the cream, daintily sits down that it might begin the laborious task of using its paws to clean the cream from its whiskers.

but at least you're having fun. It adds as its eyes suddenly sharpen and look towards the attuned, fixing her pointedly as if to say, you are having fun, aren't you?

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