Im not the owner of captain kitty.im his slave.he snarls at me when i dont let him eat wet food but dry kibbles.i love to nap on the sofa next to balcony,listening to tinkling wind chimes and the gushing water fountain downstairs.its breezy staying in condo instead of a landed house.even kitty takes balcony as his territory.he only sleeps in cage at nite.i open the door in the daytime n he zoooms around,upset flower pots,play with the spring toy i dangle down,swing on my clothes drying on hangers,jump up and down the big pails n he learnt to jump on the stone lantern to play with the wind chime.hes really street smart and so fat and chubby now.he hates the massage gloves i bought n hates wearing cat clothes.captain is the boss in the house.
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