Greaseball: I knew it. I knew I would be a star. All the other animals here are just posers and haters. I'll just continue to stay up here on top of the cat tree and look down on all of you.
The boy: OMG, my cat is famous! Greaseball, you're a famous cat! Hey, notice how I always pick the cutest pets?
wildtomato: Look, my blog got 720 hits at 5:31 PM! At 8:43 PM it got 834 hits! At 10:55 it got...
Mingus: It's no big deal. Greaseball thinks he's all that and a bag of chips, but he isn't. I'm the real star here.
Vespa: Why is everyone in a different spot? Must. Maintain. Order.
Fifty-Fifty: Call me when this all blows over, 'kay? I'm getting hate mail from other cats demanding to know how I could let this disgrace continue under my nose. Cats are supposed to be dignified. I let my species down and I'm supposed to be proud of it?
