today, olive played with a long piece of blue-and-silver ribbon. she "killed" it many times but could never quite carry off her prey, because i was holding the string. but one day she will be a huntress.
she persists in exploring the most impossible areas of the upstairs. i have dubbed her "indiana cat," though they named the dog indiana.
olive approaches me even as we speak -- she puts one paw on the computer, the other on my lap, says, "mrr?" i find myself agreeing.
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