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So, I live in this big place with all these people, right? It's okay. People pet me. Christ, I love getting rubbed. Fuck, it's great.
Tonya gave me some nasty icky thing and made me swallow it... and by that I mean she held me and shoved it in my mouth and rubbed my throat until I had no choice but to swallow the damn thing. It made me feel less hungry... I think the bitch wants me to starve to death. She also put bad smelling stuff on my back RIGHT WHERE I CAN'T LICK IT. She punishes me and I don't know why. I do nothing but love her. What a bitch.
On the other paw, though, there are cats here. KiKi, I could care less about. He doesn't like me. The Mooch, though... oh god, he's fucking great. The Mooch is my personal god. I love him so much. I wanna be him. I wanna groom his face and follow him around. He smells awesome! FUCK, The Mooch is COOL.
Other than that, you know, standard cat stuff. I lie around, demand food, knock stuff over, walk on people's keyboards. Yay for the cat's life.