I am who I am, as a cat.
Sometimes people dress me up, and it always frustrates me.
Don’t they want me to have my own personality? I’m not a sock puppet.
That said, I tolerate it. The humans mean well, most of the time.
If they want me to be a bunny for a minute, I’ll be a bunny.
Now, if I saw a real bunny, I’d be on him like… well, like Jabberwocky.
Jabberwocky walked in from the kitchen and saw MoongChee sitting on the living room floor in front of the recliner. As he walked closer, Jabberwocky got a big grin on his face as the wheels in his little head began to turn. “MoongChee,” he said. “Have you ever been to the circus?” “Isn’t that the […]
Jabberwocky walked down the snowy sidewalk, which was as white as his blinding fur. He meowed at a puddle and tapped at it with his paw – he was thirsty and tried to take a sip from the puddle, but stopped when he realized it was frozen. He frowned at his reflection, moving forward into […]
