My name is Smoky. I'm a cat. It's 1974. I live with Adam and Sophia and their three girls, Angel, 14, Jamie, 10, and Sara, 5.
I like toy mice, real mice, scratching posts, things I can climb, cat food and my family.
My family bought me when I was ten months old. I was the last one left of the litter.
Right now, I'm sitting on the green couch. I like the flower pillow. It is firm.
Why are they taking my picture?! When will they go away?
See the orange owl? It is my friend. I sometimes knock it over. It crashes! Then my family shouts at me. I can't knock the owl over unless no one's in the room. As soon as I knock over the owl, I must act as if I never touched it. It is fun!
Great! The people are leaving. I'm going to knock over the owl.
3,2,1!
Crash!
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