Artist's Cat

I have a cat. I'm pretty sure you all know that. Wait...do you? I thought I'd told you! *no response*
 Anywayy. Because I'm procrastinating, I decided to take pictures of everything and anything and blog about random stuff, and then it hit me: I've never posted a picture of my cat before.
So here's the wiggly, spunky artist's cat that has until now remained behind-the scenes :)

She's so adorable! But I'm MORE adorable :p Haha so much for the doting mother.

Anyway, this belongs to an art blog like this because...(my mind is racing to think of something reasonable) because...the camera angle is artistic :) I practically had to lie on the floor to get it!

I should probably do an intro paragraph for my cat so the tabloids can introduce her properly when she rises to fame.

She's called Fafa (lame name - don't ask why) and has the temperament of an over-friendly dog. Whenever someone rings the bloody bell, she dashes out and literally sits right at the door to wait for the door to open. When I come home, she practically collapses onto the ground and starts wiggling around to lure me to her. If I don't pet her tummy, she gives this mournful look (this is how she manipulates me) but when I do, she looks content for about a second and then puts on this martyred expression, as if she's enduring my petting. Such a sly cat.

Oh, and she licks people. Her tongue feels like dry sandpaper, unlike dog's tongues which feel like soppy sponges, so it makes people think that her tongue is really clean, but I shudder to think of where it's been - I've seen her comb herself, including her -ahem- rump. In fact, she does it quite often. Ehh.

Yes, so that's my cat. Anyone else have cute pets?

* I will probably NOT be posting again for some time (around three weeks) since my exams are coming out and I need to revise. Because revising gives high marks. And high marks make me feel good. And I need to feel good because my self esteem is just that low. :) just kidding...