I got to hold a little kitten tonight.
Makes me remember how much I want a kittie of my own,
which is very badly.
I would like a pure black one,
with soft fur,
that has many kittens;
many kittens that I can hide in my valet's bed.
(Because my valet will not like kittens so much;
his name will be Jeeves.)
Saturday, August 15, 2009
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"What ho, Jeeves!"
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(LOVE those TV shows! I love black cats, my BF Hannah has one named Jinx!)