posted by Anita @ 12:49 PM
"O happy dagger! This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die."
"See Mom? I'm getting so big that I can reach past the crack in the cushion while my feet are touching the back!"
Maybe if I strike this ever so dramatic, soap-opera-esqe pose, my human parents will take pity on me and give me Meow Mix!
"It's the big one. You hear that Elizabeth? I'm comin' to join you."
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"O happy dagger! This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die."
"See Mom? I'm getting so big that I can reach past the crack in the cushion while my feet are touching the back!"
Maybe if I strike this ever so dramatic, soap-opera-esqe pose, my human parents will take pity on me and give me Meow Mix!
"It's the big one. You hear that Elizabeth? I'm comin' to join you."
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