I am told the lady cats find me most charming and attractive.
I reach forth with a trembling paw — the elusive Cat Grail within my grasp at last…
But alas, my invincible foe Sleepiness foils my knightly quest once more.
Today is my first birthday!
On this fine day, I cradle my roses (one of many a passionate declaration this huntskitten has received) and recline upon my bed as the bouquets continue to arrive.
Why… hello, fine gentlecats. You appear to have caught me at a somewhat inopportune moment. I assure you, your assumptions on what might be occurring are far from the truth.
Here I imagine myself gazing, as my Noble Ancestors once did, at the River Thames vanishing into the distance.
My New Year’s resolution? To remain the finest huntskitten of the realm.
I begin by stretching my hamstrings daily.
