you climb everything. you hang off the top of the door and jump down on the bird cage, ruffling the poor finches feathers.. How he is still not dead of a heart attack is beyond me!
you race through the house making it sound like we have a herd of elephants, plants dropping from high places as you go.. I have replaced so many pots since Josh took you in.. seriously, you need to get a job to pay for them, k?
you are the prettiest gray kitteh, big yellow eyes.. that's what I call you, you know "the yellow eyed monster"
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