When the cat is following me around, rubbing up and meowing, its not because he likes me. His food dish is empty.
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This is one of the strangest blog’s I have ever read, I think personal blogs like this are few and far between these days, certainly I have never written one…
Cats are indeed mercenary creatures, if you forget to feed it you may well find it moving in with the neighbors instead
May 9th, 2007 at 10:04 am
This is one of the strangest blog’s I have ever read, I think personal blogs like this are few and far between these days, certainly I have never written one…
Cats are indeed mercenary creatures, if you forget to feed it you may well find it moving in with the neighbors instead