I wish I had a $ or a £ for every time...
...the Woodipotimus leaves little kitty-claw puncture wounds in my thighs when she jumps up for cuddles.
...the Woodipotimus has managed to jump up on my lap unexecpectedly whilst I have a mug of coffee in my hand.
I'd be rich, less punctured and have saved scads of keyboards from sudden death!
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