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My Kitty Cat

   This short post is all about my cat, Abby. I have many adorable and rather hilarious names for her (like puffin muffin, fluff butt, scuttlebutt, kitty bat, pumpkin, etc.) I make new pet names for her nearly everyday. That cat is the only one I have, and I spoil her too much. Abby and I are so analogous, we seem to share DNA. We have the similar eating habits, and we even have the same facial expressions. I never realized Abby and I were so similar until my boyfriend started to tell me. She has all the common preferences of a cat. For example, she always craves canned tuna, and she spends her time napping in boxes. I also enjoy canned tuna, but I have the dilemma of not being able to fit in small boxes. :/ She also has some unusual habits. She begs like my dogs. She also HATES being outdoors. The most ridiculous of her traits is that she is the most uncoordinated cat I have ever seen. She falls off of high surfaces frequently, not always landing on her feet. Overall, she is a peculiar and comical cat whom I love dearly. I don't know what I would ever do without her.


  1. Aw! Your cat is so cute! I have two kitties whom I love dearly.

    1. Aw Thank you. You should post pictures of them.


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