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.
-Mojo
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posted by DrabCats @ 1:18 PM
3 Comments:
Mojo, have you started taking pills? How are you doing?
~Meg & Jack
Actually, it's a liquid. Supposed to taste like chicken, but it tastes like yak piss to me (which isn't as good as it sounds). I have learned to spit it into daddy's glasses though. hehehehe
I don't feel any different though. I still want to eat Booga for lunch, and my leg shaving techniques are mindboggling.
-Mojo
How did I ever miss this cute annex to your blog!
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