I’ve got a sequence of esteemed, beloved, and admirable attributes.
She was hard to love because she ate poop in the backyard and I couldn't kiss her. He was a gift to my kitten, Whiskey, who was the same age.I’m one with which to have a good, great, and grand time, and I’m in touch with my wants, needs, and emotions, and I’m not afraid to get declarative, imperative, interrogative, and exclamatory for a pretty, prim, and proper part of speech.I need a babe, baby, or bae that likes to tour, travel, and trip to exotic locales, locations, and luxurious destinations and even fancies the quainter quests, like hanging out On the Banks of Plum Creek, cuddling on the side of a Cold Mountain, and forgiving me for getting her Lost in Tokyo.She had eaten raw sewage when the pipes had backed up and burst, and she was so ill, I had to put her down.I had faced mountainous vet bills her entire life for thyroid, incontinence, allergy and digestive problems. His name was Bamajama, he was the sweetest, kindest, most loving animal in the world. He was a beautiful white Maine Coon with bright blue eyes and a little gray patch on his head.