skook

I'm big. I like to eat the most when my people just start to fall asleep because it drives them nuts and the food makes me get bigger. I enjoy expansion. I love to lay on my back and show the world just how enormous I've become, even though I have a petite frame. My head is small, my tail is short, but my gut hangs to the ground and wobbles to and fro when I scurry away. I love to run away. It entices the Chase and the Chase is always fun. It's some of the only exercise I allow myself. Well, I also enjoy playing with Squak, a strange spiderish creature on a stick, and Pulpo, the amazing wannabe octopus on a stick. After all of that, it's just best to roll around on the ground in the hopes that catnip will soon arrive like the mana of the gods and I can eat it to my heart's content. I don't like my catnip on a plate or anything fancy... oh no... it must be on the carpet or I won't have anything to do with it. Speaking of fancy, I hate it when my people buy me toy-junk from the big pet-store. I don't need any lousy mice or some kitty-condo! I just want a cardboard box and a twist-tie. And if they even think of giving me a bath again I'll poop on the floor like last time. Don't think I won't! I clean myself all day, I don't need that crazy loud water and nasty tasting foamy stuff in my fur!