Dear Big Cat,

I don't know what your new fascination with the piano keys is about, but please stop trying to bite them when I'm doing scales to rehab the hand/arm; sometimes you miss and get me instead. Bad enough I have to deal with your huge furriness on my lap when I sit down to do this; we don't need to add cleaning blood off the piano to the mix.

Thank you.

Love,
The woman who feeds you