Monday, April 14, 2008


My head pops out of my den as I hear his footsteps approaching. I stretch my neck to see where he is. I know he is coming as I am his favorite cat. He gives me things that smell good. All the different smells makes me roll over on my back and rub my head against the Cat-A-Tat. I will roll and roll. He stays as long as he can and has helped me calm down. I wasn't sure when I first came here and had an attitude. I still like to stay in my den as people pass by. You can sometimes see me if you look closely. Can you guess Matt's favorite cat?