Crunchy

The other day, Oliver climbed into my lap for a snuggle and his face was crunchy. I smelled it, but I couldn’t identify the cause of the crunchiness.

Obi came by a little while later and offered to de-crunchify his brother. The brown kitten happily washed the grey’s face. Both purred.

But the mystery went unsolved.

Until this weekend:

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And the ring of crunchy returned.

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