My name is Captain Jack Sparrow. You can call me C.J., Booboo, Kitty, Fuzzy Pants.. Hell, anything and if I feel like it, then maybe I will respond.
I suppose I can start from the beginning of my life. My feline mommy was an abused cat. Her masters were very cruel, and when they found out that she was pregnant with me and my brothers and sisters, they shoved her into a small box, sealed it closed, and tossed her into a dumpster. She was saved, luckily, and a few weeks later out popped me! Our family was rather large, so when I was young I was separated from my feline mom, and adopted by my lovely human mom. That was a little over two years ago.
I spend the majority of my day sleeping, when I can. A few months ago my human family adopted another of my kind. She is young, obnoxiously annoying, and is constantly waking me up from my naps. I really disliked her at first, but now I think she has kind of grown on me. I'll let her snuggle with me sometimes, and if I am feeling overly kind, I might let her clean me. Sometimes I have to keep her in check though, by knocking her flat on her ass. She knows I am the man. Except for when it comes to food. My eating habits have changed quite a bit. Ever since she showed up that damn kitten always pushes me out of the way to eat first. But I get the last laugh. You see, when she is not looking I scarf down as much food as I can as quickly as I can, just to make sure I can eat my fill. I think I have gained a lot of weight since then. I just tell everyone it is because the cold weather is coming....make
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