Tea and harpsichord; it had become Hannibal's Saturday routine. Today it was somewhat altered by the need to placate cats that had finally gotten both Jono and their sauna permissions back and were being extra demanding for some reason.
The second time he had to remove Beethoven from the counter, he stood there in a staring contest with him for several minutes. "You have your food. I very much doubt you want tea. Go bother Jono."
He didn't seem to be listening very well. And not only because he was deaf.
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The second time he had to remove Beethoven from the counter, he stood there in a staring contest with him for several minutes. "You have your food. I very much doubt you want tea. Go bother Jono."
He didn't seem to be listening very well. And not only because he was deaf.
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