(not me, HER).

This morning the Can Opener was needing counseling- so I volunteered.

She was waking up (slowly) and drinking her coffee and Sushi was laying at her feet on the bed snoring. That’s why she needed counseling. Sushi sounded like she was evolving into some sort of prehistoric sea-creature and the human was getting freaked out. That’s MY version, anyway, and I’m not changing it.

But when Sushi heard her start talking to me, and woke up to notice that I was sitting on a pillow in the Can Opener’s lap getting spoiled, she didn’t appreciate it, and turned around and swatted me!

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So I got down from the pillow and let her have it! Sushi tried to sit up and pounce on me, but boulders aren’t very good at pouncing, so I just laid down at eye level with her and gave her, shall we say, some COUNSELING.

Sushi doesn’t believe in counseling. Apparently neither does the human, because she just started taking pictures. That figures.

That worked out fine- because she got up and left. Leaving me free to take her spot on the bed with the human!

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