You know, my life is good, and being a cat is even better, I can sleep anywhere in my house and they don't even complain, I can eat at any time of the day or night and no complains, but when I wanna play they come and play waaay to much with me, they make me feel bored and I run away hiding in my favourite spot.
My favourite spot when I was a little kitten was under the bed, fresh, I could play with all the stuff under there, and more often they never found me, I think.
What about my owner? I love him, he's like the father I never had, cause you know, he left me when I was very little, he said "I go to buy some catnip and I will be back", my mother cried after that.
The most traumatic moment of my life is been when I was very small, I only have this flash of him taking me while I was hiding between 2 flower vases. I don't know how did he managed to find me, but I asked him and he said he made a video about me long time ago. Here, let me drag my paw on here drags the link
I'm amazing right? Yeah I know look at my eyes. Yeah look at them! See, I was frigging scared, meow!
But my fears disappeared pretty soon, and I became evil... well, not all the times.
Bye for now! Meow!