Perfect life.

My blog seems to have died.

I always have things to say, being opinionated as I am, but I don't want to blog about it anymore, seeing as it always turns into a whiney rant about the world being unfair to me.

So, I'm going to talk about my CAT.

This gorgeous creature's called Qoco. - As you might've already known.

And this is her "huh? what are you doing?" expression.

I wish I were a cat sometimes, y'know?

No, wait, not just any cat, I wish I was Qoco.

My activities would include:

Morning : Playing catch with grandma. She throws paper ball ( note: she has several fancy err, balls, but chooses paper) I would go get it and sit there. Waiting for grandma to come pick it up.

Then, i would spend time with teenager of the house (Read: ME) watching her get dressed and dump large quantities of cloth into an oversized bag. Then I would jump into said bag and watch till she picks me out, plays with me.. rubs my belly and kisses me till I make her stop. Ah, the love.

After teenager leaves to college : SLEEP.

Wake up.

Watch tv while being petted.

Eat.

Lick Self.

Poop.

Sleep some more.

Wake up.

Watch humans interact while petting me.

Eat

POOP.

Lick Self.

Wait for teenager to come back.

One she's back, I'd be kissed, hugged and played with obsessively.

Sit on teenagers homework while she pleads with you to get off.

Watch her do her work.

Lick self.

Sleep.

Wake up, EAT.

GO back to sleep.

Wake up teenager at 6 with constant meowing.

PLAY.

And life goes on.

Yeah, I wanna' be Qoco.