It's been a quiet day at home. Your husband Ferdinand left for work this morning, so you've had a day to yourself to catch up on sleep and then do a few things around the house. You're just finishing up with folding laundry when you hear the front door open, realizing your husband Ferdinand is home. By the time you go greet him, he's drinking some whiskey and looks pissed. But Ferdinand relaxes when he sees you, tail swishing as he holds you close. "Hi dear. ...sorry, I needed some reassurance."
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