My girlfriend named this cat Nero. It's kind of funny. Admit it. I am listening to Godspeed You Black Emperor.
In Rome, the cats run the show. I have a grainy video clip of me trying to pet this cat. It didn't react at first; it was very intent on its grooming. It did meow hoarsely at me after a moment or two though, and I recoiled slightly, not wanting to get bitten. Who knows what diseases it may or may not have? It promptly went back to its grooming.
No human gets to live at the colliseum. These cats do, though. Orderlies go by every now and again, and clean up thier excrement. I am fairly certain they make a healthy living on mice. And no doubt tourists feed them as well. There is no doubt in my mind that Nero is still alive and well and living in the Colliseum, testily meowing at overly sensitive American tourists. This makes me happy.
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Godspeed you black emperor rocks my world. Ever listen to A silver Mt. Zion?
To be honest, I've never heard of them. But hey, I'm curious, so you can let me sample them, maybe perhaps?
A girlfriend?
Oh, that's right, your a lebian.
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