It's all about me

I have the nicest claws. I sharpen them daily.

They are white and oh so pretty against my black fur.

I'm really rather proud of them.

I can look so dangerous, even when I don't put my claws out.

I don't use them alot. They're back up-reserves.

Sometimes I just have to show them--and that's enough to get them in line again.

Oh I love my claws.

God was nice when he gave cats our gifts.