1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.
2. Write some facts about yourself: some random, some weird, some just plain fun.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).
4. Let those 7 people know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment at their blogs.
This is a great opportunity to see how different we truly are.
B1) Of course you know I am the female, a dark tabby with white paws.
V1) An I's a mancat, mostly white wif tabby spots and stripes.
B2) My woman chose me. She'd had a male cat and a female cat before, and the female was more affectionate, so she thought she wanted another female. Her choices were me, twin tuxies, or my sweet gray brother who probably stayed with my kitty mom's beans.
V2) I chose Mom. She was longin fur a more furiendly cat since she was sooooo wrong about females and affection.
::duck:: Strike one!
B3) I don't like soft treats or Kitty Caviar. I like my food to crunch.
V3) I like treats, Kitty Caviar, and food. Period.
B4) I will NOT eat people food, except fish placed in my dish.
V4) Whatcha eatin, Mom? Can I haf some? ::spin:: Please?
B5) When I was young, I loved to jump after thrown toys. I could catch and bat them in mid-air.
V5) Mom says I's a mouser! I chase toys along the floor, but not so much in the air.
B6) Catnip makes me roll around, then nap, and then I'm hungry. I LOVE catnip.
V6) Catnip makes me pounce anyfing that moofs an dig my claws in an bite. Hard. Then I roll around. I LOVE catnip.
::duck:: Strike too!
B7) I have a loud, low meow and must inspect every visitor. I may even rub their ankles, then turn around, swat them and hiss.
V7) I have a hi, kinda quiet meow. I's ascared of bisitors. I wanna watch them but I don't wanna go near them. Unless they gimme food! I hide behind Bonnie to stay safe.
::duck:: Strike free! You're out!
Grumble, grumble. Very funny. Now we need to tag seven friends.
But I fink efurryone's played already!
How about Bubbles, Mrs. B and Madness? I don't think they've played.
Ok, an my Sadie Badie and Bianca an their intruder, Annie. That's seven!
That's only six, stoopid.
Shhhhh... if you don't tell, maybe no one will know.