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My cat recognizes the sound of my bike and runs to the window (or used to when I lived at my old place) when I'd pull up. She headbonks me right on the helmet. She's probably seen me in it so many times. I talk to her, too. She knows its me once I speak.
She does like snuggling into my jacket if I leave it on my bed, though.
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~Riding like a grandma because I wanna ride as a grandma~
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