I was so sick of Meowmy bringing home new kitties and expecting me to share MY house, I decided to get my own place. I started looking around and thought that thing my Meowmy called the kitchen cabinet was perfect. Of course, my Meowmy wasn’t too agreeable at first but as usual, in the end I got my way. Meowmy moved efurrything out of there and I moved in. I now have my stuff and even my own little litterbox in there. My humans slaves, err, family even put down some new tile fur me, see?



I am not too sure I like the color, they may be changing it.
I go in my little house any time I want some privacy. If someone tells me I’m bad fur being mean to Tasha or Dante, I will go in there and sulk.
My little house is PRIVATE property. No other kitties allowed in except Lestat and even then he is polite and mews first until I open the door fur him. He will stand outside the door and mew and I will poke my little head out and peek around the side of the door


If it is him, I push the door open wif my paw and sniff him to make sure it‘s him. Mew never know when Meowmy might try to sneak a new kitty past me that looks just like him. Once I make sure it‘s him I will stand to one side and let him by.
Of course, Dante tries to get in too. He knows better than to just walk in, so he stands at the door and mews like Lestat. I will peek around the corner, and once I see it’s him, I will poke my head back in and purrtend I didn’t see him. He mews and mews and I just ignore him. Well, there were a couple of times when I pretended to ignore him and then suddenly jumped out the door and hissed at him. MOL But I mostly just ignore him. When I am going out, I will walk by him like he‘s not even there



Here I am leaving my little house and ignoring Dante.

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