Spooky Goose

My name is Nin; aka The Goose (there are infinite variations). Healthy diet and beauty sleep are things I hold in high regard; oh no, I’m not one of those anorexic kitties. Sometimes I like to sit in someone’s lap and not let them touch me, whatever suits my mood. I’m generally very well behaved, though I do have a weakness for chewing on certain things like rubber bands, plastic bags, record sleeves, wool clothing, and anything string like. It’s funny to watch the mommy constantly put every little thing away so I can’t eat it, but in an effort to never be bored I still find ways to blow her mind. She’s still looking for the rubber ends to the doorstops, and I’ll never tell. I also have a tendency to walk over her face in the middle of the night. She thinks it’s funny when my belly drags across her face, but gets annoyed when I step on her hair. But all I have to do is look at her with my big, blank, wild eyes and she’s wrapped around my little paw. She says all the time that I’m the prettiest girl she knows, and she always tells me she loves me twice, because once is never enough. I’ll show her my gratitude by crawling under the covers in the morning, laying down in the nook of her arm and resting my head on the pillow next to hers; only once in a while though, I wouldn’t want to spoil her.