Not a Serial Killer

Acknowledges that I’m not a serial killer, but hating my hugs since 2010.

Sometimes I am overwhelmed with the need to cuddle Sookie very much against her will. I know I’m setting back whatever fragile trust we have established, but the opportunities to simply scoop her up are rare. Of all my cats, she has the softest lush, bunny fur, partly why I let her choose me at the shelter. She instantly stress sheds about 20 pounds of that bunny softness all over me in retaliation. At least these days she sashays away snorting indignantly- How dare I!- instead of fleeing for her life.

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