Kiki went to work with me, at least when Donna and I owned a bookstore. Kiki liked people, so she would wander around meeting customers. There was only one person who didn't want Kiki around, but she had been terrified of four-legged animals her whole life — and still her husband had gotten a cat. I don't understand that. Whenever Pansy came to book club or to shop, I put Kiki in a room with the door closed.
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That was very considerate of you. I am allergic to cats so would have appreciated that. I think cats know, they want to spend all their time with me when I encounter them! :-)
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