Is there really any other option for seven?

Seven: the big boy, kind of an asshole cat who chatters instead of meows and gets the zoomies three times a day.

Our boy who was a girl named Kaia right up to his second vet visit when all of a sudden it was SURPRISE! IT’S A BOY!!

Our cat who sprints up an armchair and parkours off the back, popping out the footstool as his sturdy frame catapults across the room.

Seven: equal parts spitfire and cuddlebug, fury and fuzzy, zoomy and snoozy. He’s the best of all worlds wrapped up in a cuddly package with razor sharp claws and even sharper teeth. Bless his whole soul.

Linda hosts Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week’s prompt is “seven.” Use it however you’re inspired to. Have fun!