Chapter 23.2

This post is brought to you by: Tish, the translator | Poe, the sleepy cat

Hey all

Here's the link to chapter 23.2

Enjoy!

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Every morning I get up and Poe is there before the door waiting to love and be loved. And then I have learnt the hard way that when cats roll showing their bellies, it is NOT an invitation for a belly rub. I did it a few times and poe met it with unquenchable fury and sharp claws. That hurt. ("* _ *)

The claw usage is slowly decreasing day by day as he's coming to accept my place as his. Although, I dearly wish that he wouldn't try and mark my sofa by clawing at it so zealously. My heart hurts so much, but then he looks at me with his big adorable eyes and a cute red nose, and I melt. Like a cheese on a warm toast. Oh the sweet torture!


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