Cazzle's Blurty

Barley amuses me.
I clipped Barley's claws earlier, an event of which she thoroughly disapproves. (Always.)

When I'd finished, I put her back the right way, and she started to try climbing off me. I held a raisin in front of her head, which she snatched off me in a grumpy manner, and then carried on looking for an escape route from my lap. Then her brain caught up and she sort of stopped, and turned her head towards me, in a "Got any more of those?" fashion. I offered her another, which she nommed.

Then she abandonded any ideas of getting down and turned around and almost climbed up my chest in a "MORE NOMS PLEASE" manner. I gave her another two and then, when she'd established no more were forthcoming, she sort of slid down my legs reluctantly and hopped away. She didn't even kick her feet at me as she ran off! Usually she runs off kicking her feet and thumping on the floor, to express her displeasure. Clearly raisins are the way forward.

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