She has a ponytail holder fetish. I can't leave them lying around because she'll pick them up and run off with them. Eventually, they'll wind up (for some bizzare reason) in her food dish. I don't really want to put them back in my hair after that.
Anyway, the game goes like this. She brings a ponytail holder up on my desk, then starts head-butting my mouse hand until I stop and flick it across the room. She then dive bombs it from atop the desk and brings it back. Rinse and repeat. Over and over and over.
I have a really weird cat.
~Emma~
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