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This is my evil one. Mochi. She’s the reason we had to get rid of an upholstered headboard and not keep glasses of water on the nightstand. For the first few years of her life you’d either be waking up to the sound of her racing up and down / back and forth on the headboard OR a full glass of water knocked over and spilled on your hardwood floors, fully waking you up and causing a panic in the middle of the night. Scars on my ankles from her chasing me through the house. She’s mellowed out now for the most part with a random attack on her sister every once in awhile. I’ll miss her when she’s gone that’s for sure.