Oh Mror preserve us! If only I could explain my wriggling scramble.
See, human, if you carry me on your shoulder you are wider and need to step left to accommodate our combined width in going through a door, otherwise my head risks bonkdom. Thus the wriggle. See?
Of course you don’t see, this being an illicit blog that the humans aren’t privy too but heh, sometimes you just got to shake something out of your fur.
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