Posted 1 year ago | Updated 1 week ago
Patty cake, patty cake, Bakers Man… You’re not the first one to sing that to me when we meet. First, I don’t know how to bake and, second, I can’t clap. I’m a cat, man. What I can do, though is lay back, stretch out, and nap, nap, nap. I’m about 5 months old, so I’m one of the elder-statesmen kittens around this place, so I’ve done my climb the walls, jump around routine before. Now, I’m ready to chill, cuddle, and sleep in between play time with you. Maybe if you take me home, we can come up with our own nursery rhyme.