Hi all you wonderfur Tabby Cats. I am new around here. My name is Timmy Tomcat and I am the Top-Cat at the tomcat residence. My brofurs keep me busy trying to keep things in order for my Pops but I will be stopping by to add my Orinch-Tabby Input.
I am not ashamed to admit that this here Man-Tabby-Cat has one or two things that skeer me to the tips of my wonderful Orinch Fur!
Furst is loosing a favorite goodie! I have some real special catnip bags that my Pops has given me just fur me, myself and I. Those no-goodnick brofurs sneak in and get them all stinky with their own cat-spit. They hide them too. I have to find them and work them back into shape.
|Furst I have to hunt down where those|
dark hearts have hidden my goodies.
|Oh My Cat! Yuck! It has Rumpy-Stench|
|Gotta work it! Lick it! Clean it! |
Work it! Lick it! Clean it!
|Ahhh, Priceless! Back to smelling right!|
So there are two of my scary things. Being a Man-Cat that's enough don't you think?
A little comment on Tocks:
Once upon a time it was all tail-snapping fun here at the Tomcat home. All that good Dood behavior. Belching. Flatulence Contests. You know, all that stuff. Then we had a young tabby Lady-Cat move in. Well now I guard my Tocks. Even in the thick of it.
|Keeping my Tocks Tucked under my Tail!|