Welcome Mitar. Personably, I find this a bit strange, but you know what? I never meeted a cat before, so I’m going to avoid the impulse to put you in a pigeon-hole… I bet you’d love being in one of those, though, right? Frickadoodles, that was already a stereotypo. Sorry!
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Ooh, a pigeon-hole. I WOULD like that. I just ate a bug. It was crunchy. It tasted like chicken. I’m glad you are willing to be nice to me even though I’m technically a Cat. My owners had always owned dogs, so they didn’t quite know what to do with me. They treated me like a dog, so I do lots of dog things. I like dog things because generally they lead to lots of praise, treats, and attention. My mother, who was adopted with me, is a Sullen Cat. There’s no hope for her, and I wont’ tell her about your social networking Web site. Don’t worry!
Meow! What’s happening Mitar? Haven’t heard a mew out of you in a long time. Hope life’s been treating you well. Let us hear from you soon, Luca PS> Maybe you can help: I live with two cats and they’re a pain in the you-know-what. Never want to play rough, never want to share treats, never let me sleep with Mom without getting in my way. I’m no match for these clever city cats! You’re a cat, aren’t you? Any advice for a poor country dog like me?
Welcome Mitar. Personably, I find this a bit strange, but you know what? I never meeted a cat before, so I’m going to avoid the impulse to put you in a pigeon-hole… I bet you’d love being in one of those, though, right? Frickadoodles, that was already a stereotypo. Sorry!
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Ooh, a pigeon-hole. I WOULD like that. I just ate a bug. It was crunchy. It tasted like chicken. I’m glad you are willing to be nice to me even though I’m technically a Cat. My owners had always owned dogs, so they didn’t quite know what to do with me. They treated me like a dog, so I do lots of dog things. I like dog things because generally they lead to lots of praise, treats, and attention. My mother, who was adopted with me, is a Sullen Cat. There’s no hope for her, and I wont’ tell her about your social networking Web site. Don’t worry!
Meow! What’s happening Mitar? Haven’t heard a mew out of you in a long time. Hope life’s been treating you well. Let us hear from you soon, Luca PS> Maybe you can help: I live with two cats and they’re a pain in the you-know-what. Never want to play rough, never want to share treats, never let me sleep with Mom without getting in my way. I’m no match for these clever city cats! You’re a cat, aren’t you? Any advice for a poor country dog like me?