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Cal took the plate from Alan and relaxed in his bed as he ate and drank. This was late, and that annoyed him, a lot. Then again he was just on edge lately since he knew it wasn't good to be so blocked up like this, besides it hurt and that would make anymore upset and cranky.
"The bucket over there." Cal said, pointing to it. "And that stool. Don usually had me sitting in his lap and leaning back against him." he explained as he ate the cookies, his tail giving an annoyed swat at the air. "But be gentle... everything's really starting to hurt right now." he explained and looked down, his stomach looked a little distended from not letting anyone to touch him. Quickly he drank the milk once the cookies were done then set everything aside for the time being. He glared up sharply at Alan and just stared for a while before speaking once again. "Do you have pets?"
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