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I captured Stripey the FEMA Kitty so we could clean up her eye a little bit.
She hissed and popped as I picked her (confirmed) up and purred like an idling Kenworth while we cleaned her face and paws.
She seemed contented to be held, but once I sat down and let her be on my belly, she sauntered back to the cover of the rims.
Hissing and popping resumed, but she was letting me pet her in her safe space.
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