Despite a string of failures including a pizzeria, doughnut shop, and French bakery, Maru persists in his quest to launch the next big celebrity restaurant. And so we welcome you to Maru’s Flamenco Delicatessen, where the famed Latin lover himself clutches a rose in his teeth as he dances atop your club sandwich until it’s tenderized to perfection. Alas, Maru’s rose is haunted by the ghosts of the flamenco dancers who have clutched it before him, and he must waste productive time chasing it around the room.
He’s such a ham, Andrew Y.
Master chef >:3
Um…can I get a grilled cheese?
Maru vocalizing! He feels deeply about this rose.
Maru is still a wee kitty at heart with the kneading and the suckling. I wonder what he looked like toothless and eyes yet unopened? I wonder if his tail was flicking?
I’m fairly sure that Maru’s tail was thrashing in the womb.
😁
Now I’m wondering how many kitties were in Maru’s litter, and if they all have such independent tails.