Mama sometimes calls me "Catfish Whiskers". It's 'cause my whiskers are long and thick and curly. See? If I were a "real hunter" my whiskers would help me be quiet and stealthy while stalking my prey in dense brush.
"Catfish Whiskers" isn't one of my nicknames because I'm part catfish.
I hope.....
Sunday, June 21, 2009
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I just can't see you surfing the bottom of a lake for food....
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