Yea, I know you humans all think when us felines start twitching our tails it means we are pissed. Well, for me it is not the case, I only twitch my tail when I see the Little Miss come in my direction.
Before I came to live with the Master and Mistress I was out on my own and feasted on carrion of this color. Matter of fact, the Mistress saw me catch my dinner one night and that was the end of my days as a Hobo. Now I am living a life of leisure, as you can see here, http://www.kittycatchats.com/2012_03_01_archive.html
Before I came to live with the Master and Mistress I was out on my own and feasted on carrion of this color. Matter of fact, the Mistress saw me catch my dinner one night and that was the end of my days as a Hobo. Now I am living a life of leisure, as you can see here, http://www.kittycatchats.com/2012_03_01_archive.html
Putting twitching tails aside. Twitchy, my counterpart, one who by nature I am on the top of the food chain. Who is Twitchy? A talking bird! He lives at http://twitchy.com and has all sorts of ramblings. However, he does lack the personality, charm and the wit I do, but none the less I
am glad to see another species represented out there!
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