So, there I was, minding my own business, when out of the woodwork pops  abrahm with his big ol' camera and fancy king blanket (or whatever you call that cape thing that he wears, I like to call it a king blanket) with a group of trumpeters and all the general fanfare that comes along with a king showing up. I believe there was also a jester, but it looked like it was Ray Romano so I tried to avoid eye contact and pretend he wasn't there so he wouldn't talk. I hate that man's voice, I really do. He might be a cool guy, who knows, I've heard that in general people love the guy but I can't stand that NYAHHH NRHHHHH NTAAAAA ARRRRRNNN sound in his voice because it makes my FUR STAND UP ON END.

Anyway, point is, his majesty  abrahm demanded that I pose for a picture and I had to comply (since he's the king of cameras I suppose) and this picture came out. It's actually a really fancy photo. A+ all around.

On the topic of A+, have you ever eaten truffle fries? There's this place around here called Totaro's that's like awesome (they have a decent happy hour, except my golden monkey cost me like $7 which what the hell, if drinks are half price was that bottle $14!?) but they make these french fries with truffle oil that are like HNNGGGHHHH i can't even take it. So tasty. I'm pretty sure I just buried my face in the pile and didn't come up for air until every last one was gone, and I probably growled at anyone who tried to take one, too. Point is, have truffle fries and thank you  abrahm!

P.S DID MY TAIL FALL OFF WHERE IS MY TAIL