Mama found this site on the net.
http://www.mycathatesyou.com/cats
Let me tell you, I know. I've seen the indignities, have suffered a few of my own. Lately Mama has been "modelling" her jewellry on us - Bebe gets the most of it, being all black and Mama says her fur was made for showcasing her beads. I've not been cornered yet with this atrocity - she tells me that "These are girly things, not for kingly cats such as yourself." Harumph...I would make just as good of a model...however, I am told by the others that wearing Mama's stuff is bothersome, catches in the fur, and she won't let you chew on them, even though they have the right texture for potential crunchiness. Mama assures me she'll be making things that I can wear in the future, and has eyed up my white-as-snow chest for showcasing the darker colored things that don't show up on Bebe. The other girls are tortoiseshell - a motley crew (haha) - and they don't wear things nicely either, unless they are big, clunky and bright.
Mama's Reading:
"Villa Incognito" by Tom Robbins. There is a wonderful passage in there that she intends to copy out and put somewhere which she found amusing and thought-provoking all at the same time, which is what Mr Robbins is very very good at. She got this book at the library, the only one she doesn't own (unless she never finds her copy of Jitterbug Perfume which she might have lent out but she remembers it last being on the nightstand).
Mama's Listening to:
Noises of recess from the playground across the street. Much squealing and yelling and undecipherable words.
Over and Out,
Pinky
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