I am Carlos Raphael Camaro, and I'm the man cat around the house. Since the ladies told their story first, you know all the DRAMA I live with! This one doesn't like that, that one doesn't like whatever, blah, blah, blah! LADIES! PLEASE!! I'm trying to nap! Since Julie is my sister, my story is the same as hers - but I get along with everyone. Well, Mica Moo doesn't like me all that much, but I just ignore her. I don't even open my eyes when she whaps me. I know who it is, but I'm sleeping here!
I have a fabulous voice, and I love to sing. Although I sing countertenor and enjoy a good a cappella aria in the morning while waiting for breakfast, I love to sing any time of day or night! My muse strikes at any time, and I'll sing for any reason; sometimes for no reason, just the joy of hearing my voice. I sing to let the Mom know I want to sit in her lap, and then I purr, purr, purr. The Girl doesn't appreciate a fine serenade at night and yells "CARL! Stop squeaking!" And she wonders why I bit her when she bathed me!
Thats it. I'm a pretty uncomplicated guy.
I'm not afraid to sleep on Julie's flippin' pillow!