12-22-06


“What’s he doing? Doesn’t he know I have cooties??”


“I’ve got the litter-on-my-nose, needin-a-snack, my-brother’s-pickin-on-me, I-need-a-snuggle, please-stop-messing-with-my-fur…”


“…bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuues!”

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“Tell me ’bout how them stinkin’ kittens are never comin’ back, Momma.”

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