Thursday is coming. The relationship between coffee and I is better and better, except that he likes biting my finger, although I know this behaviour comes from his love. I tried to buy sth to grind his teeth, but failed. So I guess his biting behaviour will continue till he grows up. In these days, Coffee is developing another new hobby: playing with my laptop. Everytime when I use the laptop, he never stops to bite the wire and press the keyboard. How many times he deleted the words I typed! Once, I found he sleeping on the keyboard! And he was lying between the screen and the keyboard just like the sausage in a hot dog. Oh! I forgot to tell you why his name is coffee. When my friend bought him, he thought he was a black cat. In fact, he is not purly black. If you look at him closely, you will find that this kind of black should be called coffee–thus it is the naissance of the name–coffee.

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