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The problem with cats are the ones who think they own everything, and can go anywhere, and make a game of jumping into stupid high places without knowing what is there first and HE DOESN'T EVEN LIKE ME AND SHOULD NEVER COME INTO MY ROOM.

I won't even mention what's been broken, I'm so annoyed. I'm just MINORLY consoled by the fact that it isn't a geisha because that would've gone into pieces and possibly hurt someone if they'd put a foot or a paw into it. What broke was plastic and I might be able to glue it back together. Not the same, but salvagable.

Billy is a complete git though. There Turk and I were, curled up in bed asleep, him purring cradled in my arm, and WHAM!

Fucking cats. So now I've chucked them both out of my room and blocked the door so no-one else can get in. I refuse to hide all the pretty things I own just because the cats might decide to wreck them. No, THEY can just keep out.

IMPORTANT ETA OMG: AND HER LEG(!) IS BROKEN OFF! I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE THE FIRST TIME ROUND IN THE DARK OMG! OMFG I AM NOT HAPPY AT ALL.

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