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No mother on Earth can make me feel guiltier than my cat after I've smooshed her paw in the door.

I've been keeping the doors to the bedroom shut for the past couple weeks. The window unit in the living room simply won't get enough cool air back there this summer, which means the entire apartment is sweltering. Tackiness set aside for comfort's sake, I drug the top mattress into the living room and have been sleeping out here for about a fortnight.

Chris will be here tomorrow night, and I am still struggling with packing everything up. I have things still in the bedroom, so I dared a dive back in there about an hour ago. After piling one load of clothes into a red tub, I opened the door to the hallway and thunked it out on top of the hidey box I set up for Alanis months ago. She came jogging out of the bathroom, where she had been monitoring the other door into the bedroom, and was not happy when I shut the door before she could get in. I grabbed a second box, one filled with wintery clothes, and opened the door again, only to find her right at the opening. I shooed her off and dropped the box on top of the tub, but she was too fast! I closed the door, then had to hurry and shut it again because something was draping between the door and the frame... and I guess Miss Someone had her paw already in the way. She let out a horrible, painful yowl, and had me rushing through the bathroom door in seconds.

Just before I began writing this entry, she came up to me, after running away everytime I was within two feet of her, and flooped up against my leg, letting me pet her, letting me know she's not mad at me anymore.

I'm just thankful I didn't break one or two of her bones or anything!

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