I wish my real cat would cook eggs for me. Lazy good-for-nothing...
I'm not stoked about filling this sweet kitty with a bunch of pins like a voodoo doll. Someone buy it and save it from such a brutal fate!
Kitty, don't look so shocked. You're designed to hold whatever I want you to. No judgment.
I'll forgive kitty for leaving footprints on my egg because he drew pretty little hearts on my chicken fingers! Aw, kitty, you really do love me!
My head has already started to dress up for Halloween. The rest of me is still business casual.
You know someone cares when you get a simple peanut butter and jelly sandwich without crusts. That's love. Then they go and slap a kitty face on there, well, you've got something super special going on!
Is it getting foggy and spooky out there? Are you shivering a little in anticipation of the sugar shock? Here, have a cupcake.