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Lol I was pretty excited to have this happen

Catwatch hour 2 - the cats have ended their tryst and I feel tired. Good night

It’s fucking raining. God himself was spritzing them with water. If anything, the rain might be giving them strange sexual powers

“But Cammy,” you say, “You can’t be sure they were both outdoor cats! You’re acting in bad faith!”

To which, I say, “I caught them en flagrante outside of my window.”

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Another reason to hate neoliberals

What if they think I’m saying BOO-URNS?

But then the cats will pick up on that uncertainty and eat me as a post coital snack before they resume hate making.

My spotify Playlist is called Meow Mix.

Now I’m going to refer outdoor cats fucking as cats having a struggle session. I’m also going to refer to all instances of struggle sessions here as cats fucking.

Maybe with a little Cinemax thrown in.

It’s a hallmark Christmas movie for cats.

Mister Claws is out for a night on the town. He didn’t expect to meet that girl from the litter across the street.

Bill Clinton soon