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Yep indeed. She rules my house, tells me what to do, when to leave, stay, cuddle her, leave her alone, when to feed her, how much to feed her, wants my vanilla custard and tuna sandwiches...She's the boss. But I don't mind. 😊

She's lovestruck by that other cat. Sits and waits for him. He poked his head over the fence today and she's all with the come hither you sexy boy looks. Gets all miserable when he's not around...Then sleeps. She's funny. Loves her dad though, and that suit me fine. 😉

Hehe, tuna sandwiches. I almost had to give up eating them for the noise that one of mine, Shady, makes.

Aye, loves her dad that's what matters!

Cleo hears a can of anything opening from anywhere in the house and she's like TUNAAAAAAA!

Yup, I can flick the ring on a tin and boom,I am surrounded!!!