Last night I decided to sleep in my tent. Our cat fluffernutter usually is out late at night, and started batting on the outside of my tent, so I let him in. As soon as he went in, I tried to go to sleep again. He climbed up on my legs, his front legs slipped off. His legs came back up and then it came back down. Repeat step number 2 fifty times and you get the point. Eventually, I decided to go inside, and when I looked at the clock it was 4:30 am.
In the end, all I learned was that nocturnal cats are not good camping companions
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Sorry about the hiatus. I had a lot going on
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