Mr. Fleez
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| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Occupation | Purring |
| Location | Constant, Annoyance, United States |
| Introduction | I'm a lanky, nine-year-old, black domestic shorthair, weighing approximately one stone and stretching 81cm from tip to tail. I enjoy working as a purring machine, and I do my job well. It pays for the kibble and allows me time to pursue my true passion--writing. Not only do I plan to publish a saucy pictorial focusing on the plight of the neighbourhood ferals, I'm also hoping to release a documentary work on the secret lives of humans. More specifically, my self-proclaimed owners. (Bad kitty, indeed! I'll show them bad kitty, all right!) |
| Interests | I enjoy sleeping, eating, chasing mice, bathing, and being extremely cute and squeezable. Ultimately, however, I take the most pleasure in writing. |
| Favorite movies | The Pink Panther films were good, Cat In The Hat was just okay, and I despised Stuart Little. I'd have eaten the runt and stolen his blanket in the very beginning. |
| Favorite music | Mozart, Salieri, Vivaldi, and Giuseppe Giordiani, to name a few. In orchestra I prefer quicker symphonies to slower concertos, and in opera I prefer introspective Arias to chattering recitatives. |
| Favorite books | Those written by Arthur Conan Doyle, Agatha Christie, or Jasper Fforde. There are many other, but I can't think of any as interesting. |
When you spilled the milk, did it look like the moon?
No, it looked like a delicious dairy beverage waiting to be licked off the table. It tasted good, too. That is, until I got a swat on the haunches.