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[kirana]

Dear Sox,

Hey. You. Yeah, you with the black and white fur and the mean ol' cranky temper.

You.

Stay away from my cake!

Last and final warning. I do not react well when I find my baked goods have already been nommed on by cranky kitties.

Yours,
The Baker



Dear World,

I know it's my fault; I didn't cover the cake and I didn't make sure she was outside. My fault. I know it. So shut up and leave me alone.

Also, excuse me for not caring to make things from memory. I am not a chef and am only a baker so I can eat baked goods. I do not make sauces/pancakes/what-have-you often enough to have the recipes for these engraved upon my memory, kthx.

Yours,
The Mnemonically Challenged