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Sure, I was one of the world's foremost photographed cats, but did you know these little factoids about me?:
- While running down the hallway, I was often confused for a herd of buffalo.
- My sister was Florence Nightingale.
- Though often mistaken for your garden variety metrosexual, I was more accurately a worldly cosmopolitan vanguard having
lived in so many fine locales.
- Hannuka music is the best.
- Chocolate ice cream? - yaaa baby.
- My chicken squawk alert was my special way of communicating. Those people in my house always got the
point.
- It's 5 a.m., where's my food? Move it, or I'll bite your hair, ok?!
- I was NOT a vampire, but let's face it, there's no good reason to nap all night when you can nap in the sun all day and
bother sleeping people at night.
- Aloof? No, just enigmatic. Let the visitors come to me, I'll be under the bed. But I'll
go to them if I'm in the mood. Unless they come to me if I don't go to them first. Getting slee..pp...yyy.
- Yes, I was part liger. I was known to massively kill anything with feathers on a string and kill it again. Or a catnip bag - complete
toast in my jaws and front catcher mits. Or, ah, even cat food. Mmm, yummy fresh kill.
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