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[pantryslut]

The cat does not like it when I work in my office. She sings mournfully out in the hall, even though the door is open and she can come visit me any time she likes.

Probably she wants to play fetch, and I am not in my proper spot. If foam balls begin to gather at the threshhold, I will know.

It seems that I may have cat-enforced work breaks soon. My physical therapist would be amused.