My cat is bigger than normal cats and I think she knows it. Every evening I see her on the streets, being alienated by her feline counterparts for her strange size. Living with her isn't bad, considering the circumstances. You certainly get used to it after a while and then you hardly notice that she's five times larger than she should be.
Her diet consists of what you would expect a cat to eat; fish, owls, shepherds, nothing out of the ordinary. But she'll drink nothing but wine.
Oh wait a minute that's not a cat, it's my girlfriend.
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