he is insane. It was like he woke up one day and was like..."hmm...i bet that thing that walks around on two legs would taste mighty fine in my kitty mouth. I think I'll take a few nips!"...Or, maybe it was something like.."wow, those two legged walking things really take their appendages for granted-I should attack them so they appreciate them more". These thoughts usually hit him around 10ish at night and 7am in the morning. Good times...sigh.
Here's a pic of his royal highness in mid-bite to give you an idea of how tasty my fingers appear to be.
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