Cats

Cats are like potato chips. You can never have just one.

I could get that bird. If I wanted.
The bed is mine all MINE!!
My life is hell. I have to move an inch to get back in the sun. Pity me.
Murray’s counting the kitty toys. Red ribbon, milk ring, old sock,
Leopard wand. And, BERT! RAR!
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