“I have a bedroom rug that I feed. It’s not very flat, and it meows when I step on it.”
“Meow, meow, meow. Meow meow. Meoow,” Boo told me, obviously having a full day and feeling I needed to be kept apprised of every second of it.”
“I never wear flats. My shoes are so high that sometimes when I step out of them, people look around in confusion and ask, "Where'd she go?" and I have to say, "I'm down here.”
“I have three step brothers and one step sister. It’s like a staircase, and I am the slinky.”
“I have a rating system I apply to all people. Mao Zedong might have a Meow Factor of four, but I like to keep my Meow Factor as close to zero as I can. This system is not to be confused with my HV methodology, where I assign myself a Hooray Value of five.”
“I like to see cats tumble around, but I wish they wouldn’t meow so much when I shove them in the dryer.”