I was watching my human do this thing he does every morning: rubbing stuff all over his teeth.
I sat by him for a bit, staring up at him and swishing my tail.
I
didn't feel I was getting enough attention, and I was interested in the
white stuff that he squeezed from a tube: it looked like food.
I meowed at him, loudly, until I got his attention.
He said 'what do you want, Clive?' so I just stared at him, then he bent down and I went to sniff the things he was holding.
I really wanted to see if the white stuff was food.
He
put a bit on his finger, and held it out. I sniffed it, and it was so
strong that it hurt my little catty nostrils, so I moved back... and he
smudged a bit on my nose.
I couldn't get it off!
It was stuck on my nose!
I tried to run away from the smell, but it was on my face!
Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!
I flapped my paws at my nose, but this just smeared it.
Then my human bent down again, and wiped it off my nose... but I could still smell it.
I wandered off, doing catty headshakes.
Stupid human.
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