Amidala speaking. MaMA has been taking glamor shots of us. She read something online about taking good photos of one’s cats, and she’s been trying it. She’s coming along, but she might try focusing once in a while, or holding the camera steady instead of…
Amidala speaking. Yes, I’m in exile, and so is my so-called brother, Munchkin. Why? For doing what comes naturally. In other words, we whizzed in the bedroom. On the rug, on Charlie’s clothes (which were, to be fair, on the floor), and on the tail…
Amidala speaking. I’ve decided to adopt the female human who brought me to her home. I shall call her Mama (pronounced, in case you’re of the wrong class and don’t know, MaMA). She also brought a recent addition to the household from which I came:…
