
Little Gracie is cute in every imaginable way except for one. She likes things that smell. It is weird to have a fuzzy little, muppet-like kitten come up to you after a bike ride and shove her head into your skanky riding shoes because they smell good to her. Smelly armpits are her particular favorites. She loves morning breath. Many a morning I wake up to her whiskers tickling my nose because she's sniffing my nasty morning breath. It's like perfume to her.
Gracie is a bit of a finicky eater. Laura and I have come to the conclusion that she doesn't like the normal cat food. She likes the stuff that smells particularly disgusting.
Leave it to me to have a weird cat or two. Mao is a whole other problem. He's a real weirdo. More on that later.
I guess that's all for this topic.
Pete
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