My Beautiful Cat

My Beautiful Cat needed a bat that they sometimes share. One might find this to be an odd suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Cat, who feels that it was in fact, wonderful. A bat was the chosen thing.

My Beautiful Cat desperately craved for a bottle of beer that they sometimes eat. One might say this is an exciting idea, to my dad, but not to the Cat, who thought that this idea is awesome. A bottle of beer would be the chosen thing.

My Beautiful Cat looked for a bag of poop that they would sometimes cuddle. This is certainly a fairly peculiar thought, to you and me, but not to the Cat, who assumed that this idea is simply life. Honestly, a bag of poop was the chosen thing.

My Beautiful Cat always had with them a little monkey that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems to be a fairly strange thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Cat, who thought it was epic. A little monkey of all things.

My Beautiful Cat looked for a pint of beer that they liked to put up their bum. It might be a weird and wonderful exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Cat, who thinks that the idea was wonderous. Who would have imagined, a pint of beer being the thing opted for.

My Beautiful Cat desired a custard pie that they would often throw. It might be a peculiar idea, to me, but not to the Cat, who had decided it was amazing. Bizarrely, a custard pie would be the thing that was selected.