Elvis

OK! Not funny! Just 'cause I broke my pelvis, I was named Elvis :((

Just wait till I can make my moves again. Who'll be laughing then? Meeeeeee!
But I'm not allowed to get on the dance floor till 22/4/2020 at the earliest. And then, I'm not 'sposed to jump off anything very high. It's what my audience
love soooo much- the way I gyrate my magic hips. I'm just gonna have to figure out something else to make 'em go wild. I've been practising twirling my
tail and it's not bad. Also moving my head like an Indian god makes them laugh.

It's not enough to be the world's most super smoochy cat, these days. You've gotta wow them with something extraordinary. And what do the humans do
for us, I ask you? What, you just want me for who I am? You don't need me to be famous? Oh my fur and whiskers, I never thought I'd hear someone say
that :))))

Your Elvis xx