I am LUCY! And this is my formal debut and introduction as Lucy The Beautiful, but you may call me Lucy for short.
Just look at me. Am I gorgeous or what! I’m so lucky, I have a house, a MALE that thinks I’m the best thing since tuna, and a human female that gives me anything I want. Some say I’m spoiled, and some say I talk way too much, but hey, I have a lot to say, and as for spoiled? Are you kidding? A girl can never have too many toys, or too many boys, or too many humans to Oooo and Ahhhh over her. Yes, life is sublime and I’m the center of it. I love the camera and the camera loves me, so here’s a picture of me in all my glory:
Am I the bomb? You know I am! Want to drool? CLICK and enlarge me! Get ready to faint with joy! And check out my glorious whiskers close up in the 2nd picture. Green with envy yet? They say my whiskers are like Rapunzle’s hair, never-ending.
My male is my best friend and his name is Sam. The 2 of us have many, many photos and we’ll just take your breath away! I’ll be adding to this little story of mine later, but right now I needed to get this up and running BECAUSE I have my green eyes on a real looker that I want to make friends with. Granted, she’s a girl, but she’s a girl that’s beautiful enough to be in my club. Want to know her name? It’s Admiral Hestorb. I know, it sounds like a boy’s name, but I know for a fact she is a beautiful girl. Now you’ll have to pardon me while I run over to her page and beguile her with my personality and charm. I have to sneak over because when Sam sees HER, he can hardly breathe for panting and drooling. You know something? The Admiral and Sam would have made really cute little…… uhhh, shhhhhh, forget I almost said that. Wipe that thought away! Sam is mine, all mine.
Oh yes, I’m here and I’m the “paws” that refreshes!
Lucy The Beautiful is my name and being spoiled is my game ~~
By the way, I’ve been told I can’t be selfish, so I guess I’ll have to show Sam, too. BUT, notice that I’m in the picture, too, and you can see who rules the roost. So here is my own personal pirate, my Sam, and the princess (me) that loves him. Notice my come-hither stare. I learned that watching TV:
Yes, we are IRRESISTABLE so you can OOoo and Ahhh now
Ok, ok, that girl has talked about herself forever; it’s my turn now. I’m Sam and some call me a Maine Coon but I say I’m a cat and not a coon. Those people need glasses! My human says I look like a miniature lion with my ruff all puffed out, but wait until you see my pride and joy! I have angel wings, that’s right, angel wings. I’ll bet I could fly if I wanted to! One day I might try that…if I want to, that is. I look very brave and sometimes I even act sort of brave, but, well, I’m really a pussy cat. I love to cuddle up and follow my human everywhere. That old Lucy gets in the act every single time and sometimes I have to show her who’s boss – she loves that, you know. I puff way up and stare at her until she backs off. Ok, she doesn’t back off. She stares back and then licks my face. I hate it when a woman knows just what to do. Pssst, don’t you dare tell her, but I really like that kiss she bestows on me even if it is to get her way. We both win, right?
I have LOTS of things to tell. I just have to get a word in edgewise to do it. Lucy will talk your fool head off. I hear that’s a trait of women. Is it? Really? Do they all give you a head butt and a nose lick with it? We’ll discuss this more later; right now I’m going to show you better photos of ME without that furry girl hanging around. Have to do this quick before she sees:
Sometimes I like to be camouflaged…
OH, NOOOO, here she comes! Ok, ok, Lucy, I’m moving for heaven’s sake; yes, you can have the desk now. (I’m going to the bed and I’m going to take up the entire wooly cat mat, so there!)
“Sam, the desk is mine! And look who’s got the mouse now!”
“HRUMPFFF! Go ahead, Lucy, keep believing that’s a mouse, he-he-he”
“HEYYYY, LUCY! The feather-wand is MINE!”
“Sam, Lucy, that’s enough for tonight. This is your mom speaking and it’s time for all good kitties to go to bed. Come on now, no more mice or feathers for now. Back into the toy box. You can play again tomorrow. *Smooch* Lights out ~~