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...Hot. Hot. Itchy and hot. I need this fur off me. That feels good. That's rough. It's rough. Oh, yeah the hair is pulled off. Should I lick myself to clean the hair? No I have too much hair in my stomach. I need to cough it up. I can't even lick any more. I don't want to lick any more. My tongue is raw and dry. I want a brush. Where is those people, those humans? Maybe if I rub up against them or if I sit on them and leave a lot of my shedding hair behind they will brush me? Oh...If they brush me that will feel soooooo good right now. That will be so fun and soothing and good. I want the feeling of the brush. The hair will be gone. I won't be itch. There's a lap. I sit on her lap. I will take nap and purr and rub up against her. She has to see my hair. She likes to brush me. She will brush me. Ohhhh, I hope, I hope, I hope.
 
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BANG?
WHAT! There, there. Go there. There is peace and quiet. Calm. There is calm under the pillow. The darkness. The noise can't touch me. The noise. THERE! ...There it is again. Again and again. The lights. The lights. Flashing lights everywhere. GET OUT! I need to get out. I need to leave and go. This dark place isn't safe enough. No. No, it's not. It's not. There. Under the legs of the people. They will protect me if the noise and the lights come in after me...
 
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIR!
HAIR IS BURNING, ITCHING, PUSHING...PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE BRUSH ME! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESE. IT'S. IT'S. IT'S BEYOND THE CONTROL OF ME. IT'S ITS OWN BEING. PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESE. I NEED. I NEED. I NEED TO SCRATCH SOMETHING. YES... Yes... Yes... Yes.. Scratching the rub while I rub against the chair, the chair... Rub, rub, rub, rub... Oh, rub, rub, rub....Sratch. There is no...No pain. Rub... Scratch... Rub... Scratch....
 
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Look at me. Fear me. I will scrape your eyes out if you. No. No, I am calm. I am not excited. I am calm. I can be violent if you move. Don't move at me. Stay. Yes. Stay. Walk away. Walk away. Or I will scratch out your tongue. I want to go lay in the sun. That's right. Walk away. And look back. Now, now, where's the sun. The sun. The warm...
 
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