Kitties...some different stuffs to say.
This is me. Thinking things over. Deciding things. Oh, and Admiral as well as I ruined this wonderful bed blankie. We dug, clawed and scratched to our hearts content while Mom was working...both days and nights..whichever she was on. I was thinking about going ahead and saying a few things. What was that ?? Oh, no, only about me...not polly-ticks. We hates getting jolted by polly-ticks when we visit.
I was going to tell you that I am eighteen, I'll be 19 end of the year....which you may know, and even though I eat decently enough..and I am very very loving to my mom and any man who walks into this house (I am a great beauty after all...I love my male audience!) still, when I went to the v-e-t last week and had my clars cutted, and my earsies cleaned out of methimizole residue, I found I lost close to two more pounds. I look wonderful as I am 8 pounds. But Mom and I are concerned I may lose more. The Dr. told Mom and me that I am "declining".
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| How dare she set the alarm off!?! |
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| This recliner is being given to a young man. We are getting a new one. on 6/6. Petite recliner that will fit mom and me better. Mom will see me forever and ever being beautiful up here. |
Send me some purrs.