I have been rather frisky lately. I am a bad-ass, vicious fighter. Keeper likes to tell people that I am just overstimulated, but what does she know about it anyway?
I drew a little of keeper's blood this morning. Made. My. DAY!
Meh.
I will ignore keeper whilst in repose on beloved comforter.
Leave me alone whilst I lounge on beloved comforter.
I hate this bow. You will suffer.
It is rude to take pictures whilst I am bathing. (but my paw is pretty, is it not?)
Kitty Contemplation: Wherein I discover meaning of life but refuse to share.
Don't bogard the Greenies, dude.
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