I am Measha. This is the real me. Not that moron who plays Eve and tries to impersonate me by typing like he thinks a feline should type. I can type and articulate my thoughts very well thank you very much. I think the only reason Peter writes as me sometimes is so that I will not show him up. It would not do, I suppose, to have one's pet be more articulate and eloquent than the master. But we all know better in reality. Humans are owned by us. Saying that I shall tell you about myself.

I am a 7 year old Norwegian Forest Cat with interests in Russian Poetry, international marketing, and Macrame. I play a 500 year old Toreador Ghoul who dutifully follows around her harlot of a mistress. It's not a bad life I suppose. The thought of drinking some strumpet's blood makes me skeeve, but it keeps Peter happy to have me involved in his childish little whimsy. That is all. I will not be posting much in the near future as I am working on a project with Friskies to market "American Feline Fast Food" to European Markets. I am afraid that you will have to put up with Peter's second rate drivel in the mean time. Vous amusez vous.

Measha honey...I always knew that you weren't the stupid cat that he makes you out to be.....but I guess you have to humour him....him being a man an' all!!!


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