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Smelly Cat

My cat scratched my index finger. The one on my right hand. I’ve been using my middle finger for everything. I don’t want to remain rude. My finger is overworked. I feel a cramp coming. Trying to use all my fingers to type. Proving very difficult. The plaster is such a hassle. I can see blood. The cut is rather deep. It’s entirely my fault. I aggravated Spot. I told him he was a smelly cat. Smellier than the strays at the void deck. That might have triggered the sudden impulse to hurt me. “Bitch!”, he meowed.