Date Night: A Cardboard Box for Two

A cat, illustrating Date Night: A Cardboard Box for Two

We have been doing this for what feels like nine lives, and we are still not sure who is in charge.

Naturally there was a committee. Naturally the committee was a pile of boxes, and naturally one box was occupied.

The Short Version, Told Slowly

Our standard approach involves a session that ends when someone stretches, followed by an apology accepted only after a snack, followed by a brief and unexplained sprint.

The old guard prefers a couch that fits exactly one cat and one grievance. The new guard prefers whatever is on the other side of the door.

Thank you for reading, and please do not leave anything on the edge of a surface. You know why.

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