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!
Isn't it a bummer when your food becomes your friend and you have to find something else to eat?
My head has already started to dress up for Halloween. The rest of me is still business casual.
I don't know what sort of evil trickery was used to make these cups but I want that kind of magic in my life.
I wish my real cat would cook eggs for me. Lazy good-for-nothing...
You know what my outfit is often lacking in? Kitties!
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!