Ya, he’s spoiled. Resting on his chair with the heating pad.
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He doesn’t always judge, but when he does, it’s from the comfort of his own chair and heated blankie.
“I don’t always eat mice. But when I do, I make sure to vomit up their innards in a high traffic area of our home late at night.”
He looks a lot like one of our boys. He’s a distinguished, older gentleman.
His highness’s dignity permeated the room. Children gawked, men bowed, and women swooned. A certain radiance seemed to eminate from the feline king. That is, until he spoke: “gweetings my subjects! I am yo lod and wuler! May my beneficence wain down upon you.”
In that instant, the spell was broken. Awe was replaced by a communal urge to chant “pss,pss,pss” and to try to rub the erstwhile monarch.
Regal af
“I don’t always lick my own butthole. But when I do it tastes like Dos Equis beer” -The Most Interesting Cat In The World
Thee life
