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Let me tell you a little about myself. I was at this shelter, minding my own business for almost a year when a nice lady came and brought me home. That's my foster mom! I was a little shy at first, being in a new environment and all, but quickly felt very comfortable. There's so much cushion here! I have my very own bed in my very own room. I let my foster mom come in and use her computer. It's no problem, I like her. Sometimes we even take naps on her bed while she pets me for hours and hours. I definitely can get used to this life...
My foster mom says she loves how affectionate I am and I'm the best cat she's ever had. I'll take that as a compliment even though I'm pretty sure I'm the ONLY cat she's ever had. I rub against her and tell her it would be OK if she kept me for herself.
She lets me nap all day and explore the house at my own pace without those 2 smelly dogs around. Seriously, what is with those two? Take a chill pill, I say, and back off! I think she should get rid of those ridiculous canines and keep me. Then I would be in total heaven.
