I like the way Mr Bats drops in on my stomach for a pre-dinner chat. Thankfully it’s ample so it’s like sitting on a cushion. Despite the need to hammer the keyboard, I embrace the moment.
Mr Bats was born in Dec 2003 (estim.) so he’s nine years old now. He originates from Geylang Bahru and escaped the hysterical roundup and killing of cats during SARS thanks to Cat Welfare Society.
He’s the most emotional cat of the three boys and likes to snuggle up the most, so I can’t be overseas too long at any one time without worrying about him. What a dog!
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