Saturday, April 19, 2014
I am NOT a fluff object!
My fellow felines,
First off, Oscar kitty wants to thank everyone for their visits and birthday wishes! Mom even bought him a present *so cool*
Now, though, on to my concern for today. Perhaps you have this difficulty as well. I am a boy kitty with sharp claws and sharper teeth! I can pounce on an eight legged beast that makes my Mum scream. I rip around the tiled floor like a holy terror. Sometimes in the middle of the night -heheheh!
I can leap to the top shelf in the closet. Drag shoes around the apartment. When it thunders outside, Lucy runs and hides, not me though, nope I run to the window to investigate what all the excitement is about. I rip apart the feather on the cat dancer. I am a pro kitty hockey player. When I get my furs and claws trimmed at the vet's office, she needs to call in reinforcements. I am a lean, mean kitty cat Rambo machine. My concern, my question, is this "Why does Mom call me her little powder puff?"
Does any other feline out there have a Mom call them humiliating nick names? Just wondering is all. Hope every feline has a great weekend. Oh, the humans, too.