[Back from a moment of silence for Eddie...]
The other day I was enjoying some down time with Mom. She was in bed watching a little TV and I was on Dad's side (keeping it warm for him). I guess I dozed a little because Mom reached over to pet me and startled me and I shot off of the bed. When I darted my back claws came out and I ripped a three inch gash in the sheets (the nice new 800-count sheets). We all got our claws trimmed last night. So you see, it's not really my fault. If our claws had been trimmed sooner maybe this wouldn't have happened.
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