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This is Princess, and her name is very fitting. She was a lurker at my folks' house for a long time and then suddenly decided it was time to make contact. Years later she now spends a lot of time in the house and likes to be rubbed by feet, not hands. Dad sits in his chair and she rolls around his feet getting rubbed in the evenings. This seems to be a staple of their routine.
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