Scene: early Saturday morning. The bedroom is dim and quiet. Woody and I are still in bed, he’s starting to wake up while I’m reading something on my iPhone, with Rocket sleeping on top of me.

“You have a kitty.”

“Yes. Wait, what do they call those hoo-hoo toupees? Merkins! She’s like a kitty merkin.”


“Look it up.”


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