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Breezy Carver May 28, 2011 Ohh kitty .. :) ((i had an all white cat with a green eye and blue eye in real life for .. many many years 18 .. loved that cat .. Snow-Ball ))
Grendel Footman May 29, 2011 me or the quack? because I have, plenty of times in fact. speaking of, if you ever want a replacement eye, offer still stands miss Macbain, leg as well
Cadmus Lupindo May 29, 2011 I am a whaler and work in a whale oil refinery. I smell whale guts all day. I think of peaches and cream, not litter boxes, when I think of Miss Star. I am trying to behave Star… *chokes on the thought*
Stargirl Macbain May 29, 2011 *dashes a note off to Sky & Jed* I do believe it’s time you met my claws, Doctor.
Edward Pearse May 28, 2011 Looks like someone has been sitting too close to the tesla coil again. :-)
Ohh kitty .. :)
((i had an all white cat with a green eye and blue eye in real life for .. many many years 18 .. loved that cat .. Snow-Ball ))
It looks about as scruffy as another cat I know, answers to Star.
Mind your tongue, Berithos.
least it has 2 functional eyes
Not you too, Grendel!
Hey Doc,
Lets see how good you are at performing surgery on yourself…
me or the quack? because I have, plenty of times in fact.
speaking of, if you ever want a replacement eye, offer still stands miss Macbain, leg as well
Nothing scruffy about Miss Star. *Big Grin*
You must love the smell of litter boxes, sir.
I am a whaler and work in a whale oil refinery. I smell whale guts all day.
I think of peaches and cream, not litter boxes, when I think of Miss Star.
I am trying to behave Star… *chokes on the thought*
*dashes a note off to Sky & Jed* I do believe it’s time you met my claws, Doctor.
Looks like someone has been sitting too close to the tesla coil again. :-)
Definitely did not look THAT scruffy on my screen.