But please be aware of the fine line that is drawn somewhere…
i.e. When I go the kitchen at night, and dont switch on the lights because everyone else is asleep, quietly open the fridge to have a juice or a snack or something … DONT FROOOKIN SNEAK UP FROM BEHIND, ON YOUR TIP TOES AND ALL OF A SUDDEN, OUT OF PURE AFFECTION AND YOUR UNDYING LOVE FOR ME, SCRATCH MY LEGS, THINKING ITS A LAMP POST OR SOMETHING… AND THEN TRY TO CLIMB “UP” THAT LAMP POST
It scares the freeekin bejeezuzzz out of me
if you ever do that again
you will be someone ELSE’s cat …
Dear Guppos
have you ever been scared stiff like this in the kitchen
I used to have a couple of cats once. One was named pyari and the other was called choti. See pyari was a persian and choti was bengalan. See pyari was so nice that she used to meow when she wanted the door open so she can have her pottie. But choti was wild thing and she hated me. Anyway my gf took those two away and I never saw them.
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