Why... if my feline senses don't fail me, that chill up my spine signals the arrival of someone who decidedly dislikes cats. One with a gun.

Perhaps several people, actually ( Read more... )

You know, City, if someone else from Wonderland arrives here, I'll begin to think you've taken a fancy to me. Or- us. If you're taking requests, how about The White Rabbit? He'd give me scraps, sometimes, you see. Never did let me sit at the table, though.You can keep the Mad Hatter. And it would be most upsetting of you, bringing my mistress ( Read more... )

Oh, gracious. You know... not even my Mistress spoiled me so. Perhaps especially not, now that I say it.

If this continues, I'll have to consider myself rather the popular cat. I don't really like chocolate, though. It's not my thing- and though the flowers smell rather heady... it's quite intoxicating.

My favorites are this and this- ( Read more... )

[Why, who is that curled up beneath sheets? First, it's a pair of ears, so it must be a cat. - Actually now, it's most definitly not a cat, because cats do not hair like that, or eyes like that, or hands, to poke at the device he's fiddling with, before he goes back to lounging comfortably. And despite how unlike a cat he must seem, he does seem ( Read more... )

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Well~ Looks like I've strayed a bit far this time, hasn't it. No one's going to be pleased with this now, are they.

I'm not even the one who... ah. What in the world does this place want from a pet cat?

[ooc; You've met Alice, say hello to Cheshire~]