My friend Nancy and I were talking and with her assistance I decided to act.   I have left the following text for M.

I want you.  Put me out of my misery one way or the other.

Either way is fine with me, but dang,  Tuesday night I’m on the floor on my back/side sewing a patch onto his couch (destructo cat) and he toes me in the butt.  I turn and he’s standing there smiling down at me.  I have to say it confused.  Nancy said it was clear in stupid M language.  I need to move forward one way or the other so either answer is good.  I’ll let you know…

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