I am Cotter’s slave. I go the extra mile to satisfy his every whim. He rules the household in a loving, but stubborn, manner. While humans in Cotter’s environment attempt to speak in code, he understands all nonverbal passages that have the slightest hint of being park, walk, car, truck…. Then, it’s “Katie, bar the door!” The cat’s out of the bag, so to speak.
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