Fat cat

Daddy laughed at my last post, he says I am too fat to be a model! He says I've been eating too many biscuits and my bottom's got really big. I don't think it looks that big, and anyway, it's all muscle.




me admiring my small, pert bottom.




In other news, Daddy felt sorry for me having to eat food from Lidl so I'm back on the proper cat food, phew. Those hours in front of the mirror practising my hurt, reproachful look clearly worked.

I know I'm supposed to be writing about the world economic meltdown, but I'm a bit bored with it at the moment. Maybe next week. In the meantime, I think my nascent modelling career is much more interesting.