As a young animal, I set out on a journey to find a good owner. My journey took me to several owners, none of whom really measured up. One was an old cat lady who liked my white fur and thought the black spots were cute. She insisted on calling me Gigi. Being a male, I could not stand being called "Gigi" so I left her (And took enough money for airfare). I found that being and animal, I was not allowed to fly in first class, so instead I had to ride in coach. More of my tale next week.
Unknown "Cody" - 18 years, 14 days ago