Prince is our sweetest cat -- comically thinner than his chubby twin brother, he always wants to rub noses, and snuggle and be carried around like a wee babe.
But after his morning dose of lovin', he is TAKES OFF to points unknown. Otto and Stanley hang around us all day long, just in case anything exciting should happen, e.g., a can of tuna might get opened.
Prince, however, disappears completely for about 8-10 hours each day.
Does he have a JOB? That'd be nice. Is he going to some little kitty gym, where he works off all his Costco-brand high-carb food? Does he have another life with another family, like in that wicked film, "The Stepfather?"
No matter... around sunset he reappears, full of sweetness and light, purring to beat the band, a few prickers lodged in his fur, filled with mystery.
Hub-D suggested a kitty GPS system, and I fantasize about a little camera on his collar. Where in the world does Prince GO?
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