This
is my precious little baby. His name is Liam, and he started living with
me on August the 26th, 2010. He has the weirdest personality. I can carry him
up-side-down, and he will look around the room like it's a whole new world,
with googly round, curious eyes. I can carry him over my shoulders, and he
will just lay there like everything's chill. He also likes to be a little
devil's cat sometimes, and ruin things. But this is what I get for him being
an indoor cat.
Liam craves attention, badly. If my father takes the dog out for a walk, Liam
will stand at the door and call after them. It's almost heartbreaking to
listen to, but when they get back in, he runs to the dog and meows like he is
yelling at them, telling them off badly. But with some stroking his white
fur, everything is back to normal.
Every morning when I wake up and go to the kitchen, Liam comes running in,
meowing like he is telling me how bored he's been, what he's been doing all
night when we were all sleeping, and how he had really nothing to do. I reply
to him, and he "talks" back to me. That brightens my life.
Liam never says no to snuggles, he loves to be picked up and starts purring
when I give him attention. He is the best cat in the entire world that I know
of, and he owns a big part of my heart. I love my little baby, more than anything!
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