Some cats have really hard jobs to do, especially when they're paired with amateur human beings. Nietzsche was one of my first cats and I loved him with everything I had, which unfortunately wasn't much at the time. In return he offered me unwavering protection as only a giant-sized philosopher-kitty with half a tail can, and let me dress him up in lights for my Christmas cards. I love you for always, Neetch Cat.
You know, you can tell a lot about a cat by the musical selections that accompany his story. Neetch can only be represented by the biggies.
We listened to this a lot on Sundays, me and Neetch and Loma P:
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