I can't love Tipsy right now, I'm afraid, because I stepped on her foot earlier tonight. She ran into a dark room at high speed in front of me, and then STOPPED DEAD right under my feet. So now I can't give her a cuddle because she's cringing every time I walk past and trying to make me feel like an evil cat-abuser. But if she thinks she's getting any more extra-tasty catfood like that, she's very wrong. (Because we ran out last week.)

{surprise hugs!}