Yes, I am incredibly rich. I own a ten-room luxury yacht, which I use to ferry guests to and from my even larger yacht. I have mansions in London, Paris, Miami and for some reason Elko, Nevada. My life is a non-stop whirl of celebrities and business deals, and yet there is a longing that can never be filled: I will never have ears. Normal pointy ears, like all the other cats. And oh, how they taunted me as a boy; “S’matter, human got your ears?” they yelled, and I hid my head in shame. Even now, when I can buy and sell them a hundred times over, they have the one thing I will never have, and my soul is bleak and empty. So I buy another yacht.
It breaks the heart, Sharon H.
I hear you, Kitty. I’ll never have a tail.
Human got your ears? Priceless, Mike.
Hey! We have knitters here! Someone can knit him a little hat with ears! I’m sure there’s a pattern out there somewhere!
I have made such a hat in the past. Grrrr–it’s still too big.
You can see it at http://www.ravelry.com/projects/IamSherLOKed2/meow
He can borrow mine – does he mind if it’s hot pink?
(Tried to come up with a Robin Leach/Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous joke but I got nuttin’.)
Russian billionaire cat. Does he have a tiny giraffe?
🙂 🙂 🙂 this comment was seriously cute!
I concur.
Thank you 😀
He’s the most interesting cat in the world.
If you comb your hair forward no one will notice that your have no ears, or are lacking compassion.