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Lola refused to let me move.

If I move, she adjusted her paws to hold onto my foot again.

Her claws were every so slightly out, to grip on and I assume discourage me from moving around too much.

I guess, when Triston is always home she has found a new way to get her quality Michelle time.

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MT is an avid traveller, travel agent and lover of (almost) all food. TW is a reluctant traveller, digital marketing guy and fussy eater.

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