I’m a Transformer which means I can “transform” in to many things, such as a kitty scarf.
When Dad’s not looking I’ll jump up on his back real stealthy like and claw my way up to his shoulders then drape myself across and pretend I’m a scarf so he doesn’t even know that I’m there.
It is the purrfect disguise and Dad rarely ever notices. He’s usually too busy screaming at Mom “Get the nail clippers!!! We’ve got some daggers over here! And bring the First Aid Kit too!”
Yep, I am one stealthy cat. It must be the Transformer in me. Kitties in disguise, right? That’s why I make the fuzziest scarf ever. MOL! ***drooly purrs***