Oh, but my sheer adorability makes it more than worth your while! Only those whose calling in life is To Serve Cats will understand the pain.
The pain of a foreign object lingering in your eye. Not a big thing. Not an eyelash or a grain of sand.
Nope. Something so ultra-fine, so microscopic as to be impossible to see. Or remove. Something so flexible and weightless it seems to defy the laws of physics.
I speak of cat undercoat.
With three permanent cat residents, plus a GrandCat here on a lengthy visit, the hair is phenomenal. Tumbleweeds of it waft through the house and lurk under furniture and behind doors.
But it's the undercoat hair that settles into the eyelid and clings, sodden, refusing to wash out no matter how many applications of Visine [TM] Tears drizzle uselessly down my cheek; refusing to allow an end or a loop to spring forth and get caught.
There's just nothing like it.
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