my precious baby kitty. ive had her since she was a tiny baby and she was sick and i gave her medicine. my husband got her for me when i first came to Canada so I didn’t have to be alone while he was at work all the time. now she is attached to me at the hip and prob thinks I’m her mom or something
Who, me? Flirt? I don’t know what you’re talking about, my good woman! Perhaps you and I should sit down to lunch and discuss it in depth. I just happen to know of a quiet little out-of-the-way place where we wouldn’t be disturbed . . .