So my niece is sleeping over and as we are washing our mugs and giggling about everything because it's 1:30am, she takes out her cute feather earrings and sets them on the counter. Suddenly her tone turns to serious and concern. She asks, "Oh Zanny, will Doug eat my earrings?!" ...Doug is my cat. Round 10 of our giggle match erupted.
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