Hi everybody,
It's me, Charlie the Cat.
My Mum has been busy and keeps saying I have been lazy. Here we are now, both of us, she is typing and I am thinking and washing myself. Thinking is my hobby, and I can read my Mum's thoughts and she always knows what is on my mind.
For you to know my story, let me tell about how it all began.
I was a tiny kitten when I was taken from my biological mother and brought to a strange home many thousand kilometres from my home in Kamchatka. The people there were celebrating New Year's Day. I decided to climb a shiny tree, and broke strange fruit growing on it. Then I heard a fair-haired woman say how silly of grown up sons to give such awful kittens with sharp teeth and crooked tails
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