Sunday 17 June 2007

Freedom!

The bib is history. I had to work at it but at least I got a good covering of cat oil in the process. I may be filthy but I'm gorgeous. Unlike that loser, Oscar.

Meals on wings, here I come. Ain't no stopping me now. Two magic pills a day. I've got an urge to hunt me some bears. Lotsa mighty fine eatin onna bear.

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