I miss my pussy. My cat that is. I lost him in the divorce to my ex. It hurt. It was love at first sight. It was a shocker for even me. Hell I liked Jerry more than Tom. I think it stemmed from naming him (Rollie Fingers after the famous pitcher because he had to many fingers on his paws), his love for sneakers (he used to sleep in mine), his refusal to drink water out of anything other than a glass, and most importantly his ability to play with strings and fetch balls (a pussy fetching balls is laugh out loud funny).
I envious of the gentlemen in the video listed below. His CAT-MANCE is not only documented, its also apart of an ad for speciality video cameras. Who says you can't place a price on love.
SHOUT OUT: PHILLY MAG
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