Oliver, my cat is sorta my bud. He understands me, Makes jokes (Like "Why are you staring at me? All i'm doing is licking. Here is my plan for today: Thing number one, Breakfast. are you going to feed me anytime soon? why are you still starring at me? Thing number two: Beg for more breakfast. And number three is to nap. And ha! In your face. Number four is to lick! And that is what I will do. Why are you still staring at me? Does the cat got your tongue? Well here is some information to Y-O-U, I do not get tongues. And that was rather offensive. Never-mind. I will just go and lick somewhere else. Wait just a second, your eyes are practically closed. You are asleep! You are not awake now! Yu have slept in till 7! I wake up at 4! Now get up and feed me! Meowwww! Meowww! Meowwww! get up!) Yep, that is Oliver.
Here's a picture of him in a suitcase (he love to hang out in suitcases)!
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