Um. Yeah. I don't know about people sometimes...The day after the Woman let someone draw on her arm, the Younger Human went out and let someone draw on his chest. And I was right, that stuff's not washing off. Every morning I sniff the drawing on the Woman just in case it turns into something important or starts to move or whatever. You never know.
However, I have been very nice in that I am not trying to lay across her arm. She mentioned yesterday that it was still a little sensitive, so I'm being nice and not poking at it or anything, but if she ticks me off, I'm going to lick it. Oh yeah, I will. Think how that will feel, my sandpaper tongue on sensitive skin.
Man...now I almost wish she would do something annoying.
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