Nothing gets me going like an uptempo Sam Cooke number, not even Science Diet. I hear that beat and Sam's sweet pipes and I just have to shake it.
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I am George. I am Gorgeous. I am partly Siamese. Mostly Siamese. Big for the breed - 13 pounds. I am all feline. I guess you would call me an expressionist
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- Chillin'
- My Tiger Markings
- BenD!.........BEnD!!........BEND!!!!
- Training Tips #2 - Petting Technique
- Do Not Resuscitate
- This dreary weather has me down
- I'm so into Fridays
- Twisting The Night Away
- Cable's out again.
- My concept of a cool vacation
- Where's the cable guy?
- OMG - Look Who's In First Place!!!!!
- I've got the Jason Bourne thing
- TGIF
- Training The Staff - Brushing
- If Cats Had Their Own Olympics
- The Vet Wasn't So Bad After All
- Damn, I'm Too Handsome To Be Just A House Cat
- "I write the songs that make the young girls...."
- I Had This Dream
- Not Now! A Little Later, Maybe.
- Just Couldn't Fall Asleep Last Night
- Desperate Problems Require Desperate Solutions
- As Constant As The North Star
- Too Hot To Write
- What Was The Ultimatum?
- Sunday Brunch
- The Big Dude's Feet
- My Humble Haiku Fir Y'All
- Anyone seen my copy of the new Rolling Stone?
- Did I Miss Lunch?
- My Favorite TV Shows
- Dodged A Bullet
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