It's mine week! I doesn't haf a dramatical gotcha story like efurryone else here. I was borned in the house of one of the mom's furriends and he gived me to her. I HATED HER for taking me away from mine kitty mom and siblings. I hated her ALOT. I learned to like her though. She was good for opening cans and getting ham and stuff.
Here are some piksurs of me when I was little: Notice the beautiful white rims around mine bloo eyes!
Tomorrow I will tell you some of mine likes and dislikes, and Thursday I will be hafing a fashion show - I'm a male model you know.
(Sammy: uh, floodlight face, get over yourself)
(Miles - hey butter brain, butt out, I didn't ruin your week)
(Sammy - you're ruining my week now, fatso)