Nothing
*Tiger curls up on Love-Sac, showered, belly full, headache finally gone, and settles down to sleep and dream*
Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? W.Blake
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BOO!!!!
*watches tiger leap 20 feet straight up into the air*
Sorry.
Did i startle you?
*runs away very very fast*
Cats have 9 lives.
How many do you have Myo???
Wanna test your theory?
Sorry, tiger.
I can't hear what you are saying.
I'm too far away from you.
*apeeds up to warp running-away speed*
Hehhehehehehe
She'll be back.
Tiger sleeping, so limp and lank.
She looks just as though she's been creamed by a tank.
(with apologies to Calvin and Hobbes)
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