I’m curious about this big thing. I’m told it’s called a pumpkin. It’s orange like me. Purrr …
I’ve heard curiosity can kill a cat. This pumpkin thing is definitely big enough to do me in. Meow!
I’m tired of always being compared to Puss in Boots. Grrr! Unlike him, I’ve always been available in 3D.
My owners came home last night. I’m torn. On the one hand I crave their attention. On the other hand I love having the place to myself. Purrr.
Today is the Feast of St. Francis, the patron saint of pets. Purrr. It’s the one day every year I know my master’s husband is praying for me.

Me, being blessed by a nice Franciscan priest last year. Purrr. My master's husband estimated I had a five-percent chance of bursting into flames when the holy water touched me. I didn't. Grrr!
My master prays for me every day, naturally. Meow.