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We got home from Mariah’s parents about 40 minutes ago, and set about cleaning up the house after this morning’s excitement. Mariah and I were in our room sorting through finished laundry. We assumed that Caira was with Marilyn in the bathroom as we get glimpses of her in the bathroom, through the ajar door. The lights are on, and Caira is shrieking and laughing like someone is tickling her, so we pay it no mind until we hear a tremendous crash.
We run in there to find Caira sitting in the wash basin, shrieking, laughing, and hurling anything at hand at Princess. The poor cat is huddled in the corner and looking absolutely terrified.
Caira Clanton, aged 17 months.