I was about to come out on Oprah with this nice slender look, however someone pointed out that there is a slight crease in the tummy. I suppose this means that I still look a bit like a football. And here I’ve been having so much fun chasing the other cats.
I can still stretch nicely and I intend to keep doing it. I don’t care what they say. No one has to look at my fat photos do they? I mean well yes humans have a tendency to say “See! Look at that. Isn’t that disgusting. Why would anyone ever want to look at that?”
And I say, “Well you are looking at it. You are asking someone else to look at it. Perhaps you have a better answer than the smart person who avoided the picture.”
So, I offer this for you. If it offends you, you may go elsewhere. Otherwise, worship at the alter of my magnificent meezer-ness, the penultimate pleasure of my plumpness. I plan to nap.
Hey–I’ve been chasing that darned little cat all over the place. I deserve a nap!