Mostly I sleep. When I am awake I bathe myself a lot. Of course, I don't need soap and shampoo like you do. Cats are lucky that way.
When I'm not sleeping or grooming, I like to sit in the window. Which, I have to admit, almost makes me happy to be a meek, little cross-dressing cat. It's scary out there! A squirrel tried to chew threw the screen once, but Miss. Angela saved me.
Sometimes I leaf through Miss Angela's lingerie "cat"-alogues (coincidence? I think not.) Being a pantified boy cat, I like pawing through all the pretty panties. Sometimes I leave a certain page open, so Miss Angela will see it.
I mean, yeah, she calls the shots and picks out the frillies for me. But a pussy cat like me can dream, can't he?
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