What a cute, funny kitty!!!! She's precious T1K! God bless her.
Isn't it amazing how a goofy kitty cat will walk right over and just effortlessly steal your beating heart right out of your chest like a career burglar?
I just don't get it.
I've got three kitties myself, so I know a little bit about that.
Here's a picture of my little brood. I call these three little terrors "The Mod Squad": From the left, we have "Oola" (she's the baby girl of the bunch) "Jedi" (mischievous the big black tom cat) and "Wampa" (the skittish "mamma's boy" of the house)

They're very cute, but I gotta say... It's taking every last bit of effort on my part to prevent them from TRASHING my home with all of their goofy antics!!
Tumbleweeds of cat hair are... EVERYWHERE!! My cleaning schedule has quadrupled in the last two years... and I was ALREADY a compulsive neat-freak before that!
Also, I'm not really crazy about being used as a darn TRAMPOLINE for kitty cats at 3:30 AM while I'm fast asleep, and I have to go to work in the morning.
But... What can I do? I love these three furballs...
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