One day when Tamsin was at work, I had a little nibble on the settee. At first, she didn't know whose handiwork this was, until I realised that I had some stuffing stuck between my teeth.

Touchée.

Now the humans have nowhere to sit, except a wooden futon base. I am very very popular.

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If you think that's silly, you haven't lived.
If you know where I'm coming from, I'm smiling for you.

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