My cat, Jellie, follows me every morning until I feed her. It is dangerous with cat feet and tails underfoot and on stairs. So I yell and complain to no avail. A week ago Jiro spent the night and unknowingly added to the circus in my small kitchen. When I told them both to go, he took matters into his own hands: pointed his finger seriously at the cat and said, "Jewwie, SIT!" Jellie looked at me, put her hands on her hips and said, "How long do I have to put up with this?" It's a mad world.
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