Callie the Cat is out to get me. She keeps dropping hints to human mom about getting more kitties. "So cute and cuddly," she says. "I just want someone to 'play' with that's my size," Callie pleads. But I think she actually wants to amass an army. Sometimes, I catch her looking at the Risk game board and laughing with a deep sinister purr. The humans are becoming more under her paw-thumb every day. I worry about the fate of the world when Callie becomes the general. I also worry about the striped bow ties that will sure be the uniform . . . stripes just don't look good on my figure!
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