I am a great adventurer... During the past couple days I have ventured into the far reaches of the hallway and living room. I have scaled the cliffs of couches and struggled to surmount heights of two feet. (Sometimes Paul helps me.) I have laid on throw rugs in the open expanse of the hall and I had not been afraid (most of the time).
Sometimes I even walk around during the day.
Last night was scary though. Moony was sleeping in my den-bed, which doesn't make me angry. But when he emerged, he hissed and hit me in the face. Then he went into the corner and coughed for a while. My human was trying to make sure he was ok, so she couldn't comfort me until later, which I understand. I am as patient as I am bold.
Maybe tomorrow I will shuffle all the way to the fireplace. Who knows what the day will bring?
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