The life and times of a sophisticated, black cat called Sasha. Quite hairy, some grey hair in the neck region.
Sunday, 4 November 2007
I want to be alone
Ok, so I ran a little faster down the stairs just now when the bombs starting going off nextdoor. I was just giving my svelte legs a quick work out. Afraid, me? No, no, NO! It's nice down here, by the radiator, in the dark, alone...
I am 8 years old, with black fur, elegant whiskers, green to amber eyes and I am the fuller figured cat. My fur is thick and requires some combing. I am from London, have had three homes but am top cat in this house. Did I mention that I like eating? I am not that clever. I like to eat.
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