Notice how I spelled towne with an "e"? That is because I am no ordinary four footer. Oh no, I am, it has to be said "the cat's meow, the feline-ist with the finest, the who's your daddy catty, puss with a capitol "P." That stands for Puff the Magic Kitten, that's me; Caticus Extraordinarious. If I were a human and I were in a good mood, I might let you call me P-kitty, but I (luckily) am not. So let's just stick with Puff for now.
Okay, okay, so I do have my other alias's what cat doesn't? Aren't we always supposed to be contemplating the thought of our names after all? (see T.S. Elliot...and you thought I was a stupid animal...for shame.) Some of the other great monikers I go by are "the Great White Puffalo" and "PuffyP. Puffington." Sometimes, after doing my private business, the tall, hairy two footer in the house (Big Ug) calls me a name that I'd rather not mention. But later he goes in and removes the source of the (supposedly offensive) odor anyway, so I am certain that he is still under my spell. Who wouldn't be? I am after all...oh yes I already mentioned that.
I am tired now, so I must take my afternoon snoozle. You may visit my site again tomorrow, where I might have more exciting news and facts about myself and maybe you can be my web friend/slave.
Look! A nice patch of sunshine has decided to shine on the couch just for me!...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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