I raced my nephew today and managed to run as fast as him though I lost but only by a tiny bit… and you wanna know what he said to me in a genuinely confused voice… he said “I’m surprised you could run as fast as me at your age.” I was caught off guard by this as it was the first time I’ve ever been called old by a child-nyah.
I hate it when I am doing stuff and suddenly realize I need to let’s say put a plate in the dishwasher for example… but before I can do that I need to get the beans out the pantry so I go and get the beans but in the process I forgot to do the first thing… I then leave only to remember what I forgot when I get to my bedroom… so I then return and promptly repeat the process and forget to do it again and again-nyah.
When I was a child I used to lick everything that had a relatively unique texture… windows, clothes, tables, animals, fences, trees, bottles etc… I only stopped when I was seven-meow.
My cat has ear mites… so I have to do some cat wrangling to give her medicine… on a related note it’s certainly surprising how docile she is while sick… she doesn’t even maul me when I give her belly rubs-nyah.

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