To all the peoples on the innernets, this is Miss Elizabeth Taylor speakin'...<giggle> <giggle> I just know alla y'all is real curious as to how I got my name. First of all...just look at me...I think this picture says it all...<giggle> <giggle>
I am beautfiul! <giggle> <giggle> And, I'm oh so very girly-girly <giggle> <giggle>...just like the human bean named Elizabeth Taylor. Can you see the rezimbalince?
Mommy says from the minute she first saw me, she knowed my name was Miss Elizabeth Taylor. Just like most of my brothers and sisters, I was a foster kid at Aunt Sally and Unkle John's house. The first time mommy saw me, she tried to act all cool and indifferent to me...she knowed she already had 473 cats at home and was skeert to bring another one home. But, like most peoples, mommy was never gonna be the same after she meeted me. She keept thinkin' 'bout me and just knowed I was supposed to be her little girl. So, she decided to make it fishull.
Here's a picture of me on my first day at home:
See, I ain't skeert of nothin'. Why would a beautiful woman such as myself be afraid. Mommy says I reek of self-confidence and self-esteem. That's a good thing, ain't it?
Now, like most sellebritties, I have had me some troubles in my past...back last winter, I had a little trouble with an addiction to NIP and had to spend some time in rehab. It was a little embarrassin' to the whole Whiskers & Purrs Gang. While I was on one of my NIP binges, the pappyratzy got some pictures of me without my panties on and gittin' a little somethin' somethin' from several different boys in the Whiskers & Purrs Gang. And, I got arrested a couple of times and throwed into the spare bedroom jail 'acause I tired to kill Mazie Grace...click HERE to read all 'bout my shame. It was all so very dramatical!
But I is all better now. I still love my boyfriends...
Oh! And I love my big sister, Fergie the Duchess of Huntsmoor. She's the best dang sister a girl cat could ever have!
Life. Is. Good!
Very truly yours,
Miss Elizabeth Taylor
