Weekword LISTLESS-They Call Me Thomas

They call me Thomas.  I live at Leenie's house.  They say I am a Maine Coon Cat descended from cats that lived on Viking ships.  My day has no agenda.

Sometimes I park my fifteen pound body on a windowsill to watch for birds and trespassing squirrels.

I am a predator, although I seldom waste my time hunting.

I earn my meals by acting cute and loveable.

I have my own spot of sunshine on the floor.  I hate to go out in the cold, even though I have VERY thick fur.

I even have fur between my toes.

Most of the time, though, I show no interest in anything.

I am indifferent,

bored, lethargic, bordering on comatose;

LISTLESS.

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