"Well that's ME!"
My sister found a kitten roaming around a parking lot where she works. Now, I have a kitten. My first solo pet experience. The details of why the cat is now in my possession is, for the purposes of this blog, inconsequential. He's mine. His name is Butters, and he is the cutest thing I've ever seen. Except when he scratches. And bites. And licks my nipples in the middle of the night while I'm TRYING TO SLEEP!!!
But, seriously...
And...
And, further more...
The cat is (miraculously) housebroken, he plays with his toys, he eats properly, he does what he's told. So what if little Timmy is sobbing in a corner right now mourning his lost kitten? Finders keepers, Timmy. If you loved this kitten, you would not have let it be kidnapped! I bet you won't let Kitty #2 chase cars on the highway. Lesson learned...
Anyways, meet Butters. If all goes according to plan, I'll be LOLcat famous in no time..:-)
-Matt
Monday, August 18, 2008
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4 comments:
i want to visit and meet herrrrrrrr
i mean himmmmm
He's gooooorgeous!!!
Cats have a way of finding their people.
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