Sunday, February 11, 2007

Prozac Poster Cat

That would be me.

I am so wicked cool that Mommy, Daddy and my vet decided I needed to tone it down a notch. Or rather a few notches. Ok, so I really love biting the hell out of Booga and Jet. Ok, so I chew off my fur on my legs and belly (it's very sexy in France, you know.) And ok, so I run around in circles, quivering and mewing in quakes. It's because I'm eccentric.

I refuse to give in to the Man. I will show them you can't keep a cool cat back. Because I'm already awesome.