Louis Catorze has just discovered the joy of attacking me through the weighted blanket. And, despite the blanket being quite robust, I can feel the his claws through it and they HURT.
He doesn’t do this to the blanket when it’s lying folded up, only when it’s on me. Which seems to disprove my original theory of the blanket being haunted and, instead, suggests that he’s just a massive shite.
Here he is, at it again. What is HAPPENING?
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