I think I'm in love

My loving aunt found a tomcat for me! His name is Keith the Cat. He poops even more than I do, which makes me just absolutely worship him because being able to poop in front of each other is very important in a relationship.

Keith's owner feeds him prunes, though. I don't know if I would like prunes. Perhaps Mommy should buy some and sample them for me. Lord knows that, after she quit smoking, she's just not using her human litterbox as much as she used to. But she's full of shit in so many other ways, so I guess that's OK, too. ;) In any event, I will be careful when asking for treats again, because I don't want any shriveled surprises -- I'm the only one who can provide those in this house!