The lady suggested that despite my smug mug and the glowing review I received in the latest issue of The Petentials Press, I might want to settle down and determine what I'm looking for in a bird (and by bird I mean a lass, not what I drool at the sight of when patrolling the oak trees out back).
And lately I've been feeling especially lonely when the lady leaves the house, so I do guess it's time to give this some serious thought to my ideal companion. So here goes -- a list of my desires:
(1) You should be a lap cat and like to cudde.
