| Y kno,my aunt used to have a cat(R.I.P Tammy).
When I was little(7),I'd used to chase it around in circles,and it would run away.I would always get exhausted,and peeved,everytime It would run away.
Later,my aunt would make me a snack,and I'd sit down and eat it;the cat comes and rubs against my leg.I was like "Wow.Cats R weerd".
Later,when I was 14,My aunt threw a party.I saw tammy,and by then,I knew that cats never respond when you just approach,AND..they go crazy for string.So I'd take my Yo-Yo,hold it by the actual yo-yo piece,and dangle the string.Tammy'd run like crazy,and I'd make her run for it.lol.Then,Tammy wouldn't leave me alone.I was her favorite person.
...she was a good cat...=(
It wasn't until 16 that I realized that women are the same as cats,in some ways.
Point is,anyone reading,edible's right.
Thankyou.
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