He’s got these huge, sea green orbs.

Stare at ‘em, and they’ll enfold you.

His voice is like a charm.

Listen, and you’ll wanna follow him.

He’s got this lithe, quick little form.

Watch him, and all you’ll see is him dash from here and there and be nothing but a blur.

His touch is just a cotton ball stroke.

Let him prowl on your hand, and it’ll make the hair on your arms stick up…

This is your cat. Live with ‘em and you’ll adore ‘em.