Olivia, being deceptively cute, and trying to convince you she is not actually the most annoying cat in the world. Don't let her fool you—she is definitely the most annoying cat in the world. She has to be under my feet, lying on my keyboard, rubbing her head on my mouse, walking on papers I'm trying to read, sprawling across my desk and knocking everything onto the floor, running into any cupboard or closet I open, trying to eat my food, begging for treats, yowling for me to turn on the bathroom sink, flopping in my path when I'm trying to walk, walking on me, kneading me, sitting on me, driving me absolutely bonkers all day every day. Because she loves me. And I love her right back.
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