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My name is Brandy. I am a
small orange cat, born in the spring of 1997. I
live in Plano, Texas, with Dianne and Eric, my
humans. Humans make pretty good servants,
although they are extremely difficult to train.
For example, mine persist in keeping some doors
firmly closed, no matter how often I suggest
that they open them so that I can go through.
Can you believe that I cannot even go into all
the rooms in my own house? And they have such a
fit when I jump up on the kitchen counters, I
finally gave up going there. Sometimes I just
don't know what I'm going to do with
them.
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Meet Brandy the
cat.
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Brandy suns herself on the
window ledge.
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They are pretty good at pouring out
fresh food, though, and keeping my fur brushed. I really
like that brushing Dianne does. Every evening they get up
from their table, and Dianne goes to sit in the family
room, and then I'm in a real quandary. If I climb into
Dianne's lap, she will usually brush me. But if I go to
the kitchen table, there might be food there. It's a
tough call.
Brandy naps in the
kitchen.
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The TV actors cannot believe how
cute she is.
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Brandy likes to settle down in
her blanket underneath the coffee table.
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 Eventually,
she falls asleep there.
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I say that she will
usually brush me, but she sometimes forgets.
It's very frustrating. And sometimes, she'll
start talking to Eric, and all of a sudden the
brush will stop moving. And I can never convince
her to brush my chin enough. I am constantly
having to point my chin up in the air to remind
her. As I said, they are very difficult to
train.
My
story continues...
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