Spyke

Heed my word mortals!

I require treats, scritches, and the opportunity to break everything you own at 3am!

Fear me!

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Dear Eight Pound, Six Ounce, Newborn Kitten Jesus, don't even know a word yet, just a little infant, so cuddly, but still omnipotent.

4

Well I would follow whatever scriptures he may be proselytizing. He seems very convincing.

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You reached the end

Preacher cat | Spyke