The Cats Meow
About My Amazing life (duh)
Well uh..hello there, I’m not sure about this whole “dating” thing. Ugh! I guess you should know more about me. You wouldn’t want to date a rat. Anyway, my ex-boyfriend sent me to a mental fishcility because I ate caviar. I don’t get it, it was delicious and French. Everyone says I’m cold blooded but I like to refer to myself as ectothermic. Also about me, I love gills! I love them! I am saving up to buy a purple pair. My ex-boyfriend, the trout’s ex-girlfriend, who was also a catfish, and her ex-boyfriend’s ex-ex-girlfriend had a pair and ever since I stalked her on Facebook I want a pair just like her.
Obviously you’re still reading my dating application because you are head over heels in love with me but are you the right type of boyfriend scales for me. I love dogs. I want a dog to love me. I don’t care if your half dog, no! I want a dog! I like warm blooded men who are lovable. I like men with plenty of fur and have legs. Dogs are patient. That’s good because I need lots of time in the morning to get ready. Also they need to be lovable because I need attention and a lot of it. Anyway, I know you love me. Contact me at this number 1-939-purr-meow