My story with a cat and a lion
My story with the cat and the lion I've been dating Pam for a few weeks, and during that time I've only seen her cat's tail running under her futon sofa. He doesn't seem very friendly at all even though I say "hi kitty " every time I come over to Pam's house. Pam said it would take some time to adjust to me. Just don't expect Leo to let me pet him or cuddle him, because he's quite the feminine cat. Also, he has a hard time pronouncing the hard "G" sounds, being a Jersey shore cat, so expect him to butcher my name if he talks to me! Having had the day off work for a week while Pam was working, she thought it would be a nice surprise to make the hour-and-a-half drive to her home in New Jersey and have dinner waiting for her when she got home. I thought this would be a special treat for her. I stopped at the grocery store and bought some fresh vegetables, a delicious steak, and even a box of food for Leo. Then I ran to the flower shop to
