I have a lot on my mind lately. Nigel really likes me, I can tell. I have given him a few licks on his head and I bring him little soft soccer balls and drop them right by him. Everything seems to go well, and then it all goes wrong. We will be sitting together all nice and then for some reason he goes all cave man on me. He throws his big beefy paw over my neck and tries to wrestle with me. What a brute! Mom tries to counsel him..."nose taps buddy boy" "that's no way to win her heart"...and he seems to listen, but by then the mood is all ruined. Sigh.
Nigel is a good mancat. He gets along with my daughter Cory, he's handsome...we'll see. I may have to go on E-Harmony to find my perfect match. Meanwhile, my little girl Cory has been spending WAY too much time looking at certain mancat blogs...I try to tell her she'll only get her heart broken, but I can't stop her.