Last night, I was getting ready for bed and talking to Maggie about whether she was going to join me there--sometimes she does and sometimes she doesn't. I went to lie down, and turned my head to see that she had jumped up at the same time, and found herself practically running into my feet. She looked so offended! The funny thing is, she loves to rub against my feet all the time.
But I guess that's different.
Hey! You weren't supposed to get there first!
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