Lily and her dear friend Peanut.

They sat like this for hours yesterday, staring at each other through protective glass.

Every once in awhile one would make a movement due to muscle spasms from an intense staring contest. This would lead to each of them charging the glass attacking each other making insane sounds that would lead some to think I was torturing cats for fun. They then would resume this position.

Peanut has returned again today.

I think at some point in the next few months we are going to need a new sliding glass door. Lily's head is that thick.

She needs a new hobby and some new friends. This relationship is destined to fail.

And I clearly need to clean the base of my door, that is just embarassing.

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