Thingys good for you, not for pusses

Doug was my first friend. He thinks he adopted me. Ha, ha ha! I got him. Bump, bump, purr, purr... doesn't take much to get free food. Lots of brushes. Soft, warm bed. Sleep all day. Puurrfect deal for pusses. Here I am sleeping with my best friend, GoldiPuss. That's me on the right. (GoldiPuss adopted Morri, Doug's wife.) Doug says, I'm "Ying" and GoldiPuss is "Yang".

Doug works day and night at his computer. His Internet friends call him Doogles ... and he calls me Pussicle ... so go figure!  Doug is strange, but then, he does feed me.  He has these WebStore thingys.

You can click it, but we pusses don't care. Brush, food, sleep. No time for thingys. Not for pusses. Good for you, maybe, not for pusses.

FISH
Oh, oh! Doug says I get fish if you click the thingys.  More clicks, more fish. You click, I'll purr. Deal? Doug says I am an "Exceptional TomCat", I guess that makes me an E-male.

MOUSE
GoldiPuss likes computer mice. I don't mouse. I tell GoldiPuss food comes in those tinny thingys but does he listen? Noooo. Does he throw up? Yessss. He's not got all four paws on the ground that GoldiPuss. One day he even treed himself. 

 
Time to nap. Click the thingys.
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