If it is on the bed...we get to lay on it.
That's the rules.
(Hart: Yeah...that's the rules!)
Saturday, June 27, 2009
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I'm a cat who was living with twenty other cats when one day a blond lady said she wanted me because I was orange. Now I live with her and her husband. I am a good and faithful orange cat, who used to live in Texas, and I have a lot to say. Like where in the heck am I now anyway???? I'd like to meet you, but remember, look, but don't touch. I'm still a little bit feral, and I'm not afraid to draw blood. Ask anyone around here. They know.
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The very same rules apply at my house, too. You can bet that if it's on the bed/chair/floor/whatever, I'm gonna lay on it. If I lay on it, it's gonna get covered with my beautiful white furs...and I'm shedding like crazy right now.
;)
Blondie and B are very considerate humans. You are in a good situation there....congratulations!
Beautiful color, that green.
Orange too, it goes without saying!
And Hart's tuxedo is as looking distinguished as always.
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