Tinkerbell is old. She's very old. She's clumsy and grumpy and wants to sit beside or on me most of the time. Due to all of these factors, I am now cut on both legs, both arms, and both hands. It's a mess.
I never like situations like this. I know she's not doing well. I know she wants comfort. I also know that I would like to extend the same kindness to old cats that I would hope someone extends to me if by some miracle I actually manage to live long enough to get old.
On the other hands, I don't have claws to dig into people.
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