Mama is always kissing my big mancat feet. Really, it’s already embarrassing that she tells everyone about the ridiculous nickname she gave me, but to talk about my feet? Can’t she leave a guy with even a modicum of dignity?
She also babbles about my pink toes (She kisses them too. Ewwww! I was just standing in the litterbox!). Really, she’s so dysfunctional. Is there a Rent-A-Mom or an exchange place? We need to swap her out or something.
Being an only mancat in a house with women is so hard.