Mr. Hendrix tagged both of us to do our True Confessions Meme.
I luf to lick Paw's aftershave off him. He even puts extra on when he gets home so that I can lick it off.
If there is an empty sink, I use it as my litterbox. Then I use whatever is handy around the sink to cover it up with. Like brushes, combs, washcloths, medicine bottles.
I love to be brushed by Paw when he is trying to use his computer. It's really funny to watch my furs get efurrywhere on his computer.
I am terrified of storms. I hate thunder boomers.
I luf to play "Where's Annie?" by hiding under the paper.
I luf sponge balls. I chase them efurrywhere.
I don't like stinky goodness. I don't like tuna. Sometimes I might eat turkey or steak if I feel like it. I don't like treats.
I hiss and smack Dorf, Smokey, Reno, Obi, and G.T. I tolerate Gatsbi because we grew up together. I respect Bow & Jenny because they are my elders. Sally is ok, maybe.
If an evil intruder comes to our windows, I throw myself at the window and hiss and spit and yell at them to leave.
I have lost 2 lbs. since going on my enforced d-i-e-t. I don't like my d-i-e-t, but I can get around better now, and my peg legged walk isn't as pronounced as it once was.
I growl at any poodin that looks at me or who gets within 3 feet of me. This really irritates Maw if I'm sleeping with her at night and I start growling.
I like to play with the pink string. I like for Maw to drag it along behind her. It takes me awhile to follow it, so no other poodins can be around or they steal my game.
I luf luf luf to lie in front of the space heater in the winter. The closer, the better.
I stole Bow's heated cat cup.
I growl at Bow even though he is Top Cat.
I've got a big ol' sebaceous cyst on my upper lip. Maw keeps draining it with a hypodermic needle, which I hate hate hate.
I used to go poop on the carpet in the kitten fostering room and in the master bathroom. Eventually, when Maw ripped out the carpet and put down vinyl in those rooms, I quit pooping in there.
Ok, we're done.
Luf, Annie & Gatsbi