Don’t let the heart fool you, I’m not one of those goody-goody Care Bears. I’m a cat, and cats don’t care. Did you have a bad day? I don’t care! Do you need me off your lap? I don’t care!
I’m an I-Don’t-Care Bear
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That’s right I don’t care is the photo is fake, you’re cute and that’s all that matters kitty.
The way my day has been going, “I don’t care, if you’re an I don’t Care Bear.” At least we’re in agreement. However, a cuddly bun bun, puppy or the kitty, would help with my mood.
Hugs, Luv Bunny. Maybe you need to blow a raspberry on kitty’s little tummy heart.
Thanks, Debg. If I could grab that kitty from the screen, I would.
squeeeeeeee
That wink is killing me!
Awww – methinks thee doth protest too much.
So cute. I’m also dead from the wink.
But what does the wink mean? Is it that kitty really does care…?
You know what I *do* care about? That this kitty is not on *my* lap. TISNF.
The wink does it for me. Such a ‘tude and not even a tortie.
Marmitude is a real thing. Ask me how I know.
Please explain
My marmie, Charlie, was actually the sweetest cat I ever had, very mellow and just loved everyone. Even people who weren’t big on cats adored him. The one and only time he ever had a ‘tude was when I tried adding another cat to the mix and he was not having it. Then again, the other cat was a big bully but I found him a home with a friend. Now my black cat was totally opposite, ‘tude and mischief for days. That was one of the reasons his nickname was the little black ba…d.