She asks, "Is that kitty bothering you?"

We're at the back door, hissing and spitting and pounding on the glass. No, we're just so happy about that rude kitty being there that we could just pee right on the spot.

At least she didn't go outside and pet it this time. It's bad enough that she's leaving water on the back porch for it.

If she starts feeding it, we're going to have to have a long discussion, one that involves teeth and blood.

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