Midnight the Wonder Cat here. Getting ready for my close-up. Posing for portraits isn't all its cracked up to be. There is all the preening and prepping that I have to do. It can take hours for a full tongue bath. I have to watch my figure, (catnip helps). There's all the extra naps I need to take to keep the bags from under my eyes. The manicures, (though l'artiste calls it "scrathing the couch", how vulgar!) which have to be repeated often. Then there is finding just the right pose and holding it long enough for l'artiste to capture my spendiforous likeness. Its the price I pay for immortality. The egyptians had it right when they worshipped cats!
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