I returned to Fredericksburg this afternoon after a week in Las Vegas (pictures and words to follow) and I was greeted dramatically by Miso who "didn't act right" in my absence and threw up out of depression.
While I sorted through my suitcases full of sweaty clothing and Miso feverishly rubbed her face against the underarm area of my tank tops to results that resemble the impassioned effect cat nip has on her.
She's in love with me.
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