This is my almost 30 pound fat cat, MJ.
Which stands for Moey Junior.
Otherwise known as Fatman.
Or... Chimichunga, Hunty Dunty, Chunk, and Chunkadunk.
If I were a cat, or he was a human - we would be soul mates.
He is awesome.
He talks back to me when I talk to him.
Not like a meow response,
but like he opens his mouth and actually tries to form a word.
It never actually sounds like a word but I understand him completely.
He is not a lap cat, but he will lay on me and
if he can't lay on me he lays on the floor closest to me.
When I have sleep overs at my parents he sleeps with me
as close as he can get all night.
Unfortunately he can't live with me because our landlord
doesn't allow pets but my mom takes good care of him for me.
He loves her because she feeds him. A lot.
Obviously.
But today when we were chatting,
Fatman told me to tell my readers to keep an eye out
for something awesome to happen soon! :)
All My Love,
Lyndsay
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