And now I don't.
My friend just came by to pick up Norbert, and Norbert was none too pleased. I figured I could hold her when I answered the door and introduce everybody, but 12 scratches on my arms go a long was in explaining how that went.
But after 3 minutes of explaining her eccentricities, 7 minutes of packing up her stuff, 15 minutes of trying to get her out from under the bed, and 5 minutes trying to get her into the cat carrier, she's finally gone.
I miss her already, but not in the way I might if we'd gotten along 100% of the time. I was trying to get in some last minute quality time with her and she attached her claws to my scalp and bit me on the head. Maybe that was just her way of saying goodbye.
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