I am getting very tired of the human male and his name calling. He keeps calling me a pig because I eat with gusto. Some people find it good that a cat has a good appetite. He thinks I should be finicky or something. Can I help it that I grew up with many cats and learned to jump over other cats and inhale my food? I am tired of being called a pig.
He says that secretly I am a pig and that I even look a bit piggish. I look nothing like a pig and pigs and I have very little in common. I would say that with his round belly he looks rather like a pig too.
I am a sleek, svelte Siamese. I look and act nothing like a pig. I have a musical voice and a delicate way of washing up after a meal. So I barge in and eat my share. If I didn’t, the other cats would get more. When Georgia was really down, I let her eat first. Does this not count for anything? He keeps saying I have a curly tail. My tail is slender and straight.
I AM NOT A PIG!!!!
Wow, for a minute there I almost felt like Richard Nixon.