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Post by Vicki on Jun 15, 2002 18:03:42 GMT
Sometimes I think Gracie would like to wear my clothes. She immediately plunks herself down on whatever article of clothing I happen to leave on the bed or elsewhere.
I always leave my 'jamies on the bed so she can snuggle up to them while I'm gone during the day.
My Bridge-kitty Amanda would jump into a pile of freshly washed warm laundry and purr like a cat in a bed of catnip.
Another meezer, Ivan the Terrible, actually would drag my nightgown off it's hook and carry it around while I was gone. I would come home to find it right in the middle of the living room floor which was pretty embarassing if I was bringing home company.
My friends decided Ivan was a cross dresser.
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Post by Ann on Jun 15, 2002 22:40:30 GMT
Is this the kind of thing you mean? And I wonder why everything I put on is covered in fur! There again, you've made me wonder now if they're cross dressing when I'm not around. Ann
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