Last winter: How could you?

It was embarrassing enough to nearly fall on the stairs, and now you’ve gone and put a gate up, like I was a silly kitten.

I’m sorry, Abishag. I didn’t want you to fall and hurt yourself.

I’m not going to fall. I’m a cat, remember? I land on my feet.

According to articles I’ve read, not all cats land on their feet all the time.

I’m not all cats. I’m Abishag. I have a unique name. I’ve written books. And I help you edit your books too.

sigh. Abishag, sweetheart, I’m just trying to keep you safe.

I’ll be careful. Now edit that gate out of here.