Me and Mini Scaredy go through this ritual almost every morning. She usually sleeps down by my feet, but the split-second I wake up, she rushes up and gets right in my face to greet me, to say good morning. She’s always purring like crazy and she’s like, “Wake up! Wake up! It’s another day! Isn’t this great??” . . . I’m like, “No. This isn’t great. Ugh!” I’m usually hungover. Feel like crap. . . But eventually Mini Scaredy’s incessant purring wears me down. I concede: “OK. It’s another day. Here we go.”
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