Wapoose
Our cat Blackey is an interesting guy. He follows me around the house to sit on my lap and
wakes me up in the middle of the night so I can pet him.
He's
ten eleven and a half though. I figure he's justified in waking me up. And also in the fact that he demands fries from McDonald's and donuts from Tim Horton's on occassion. And likes to eat pizza crust more than I do.
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