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Over at The Thundering Herd Annex (our hu-grandparents house), Tartok was always the angelic Siberian that never gets onto furniture. Ruby has no such inhibition. In fact, she has claimed a blue arm chair in the den as her personal chair. Just one problem. Not all of the humans respect that that is HER chair. Not even our hu-dad.
Hey, dude. Ear scratches, excellent. Sitting in my chair, bad.
Since it is my chair, guess that means I will just have to sit on you.
Am I making myself clear?
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