Hi. I'm Dallas, aka "The WildCat." I honestly don't know why they call me that, cause I'm pretty agreeable as long as I get what I want. For instance, take going outside. I was an indoor bore 'till last week. Now I'm an outdoor bore. I only try to break down the door cause I need fresh air; I'm still a growing kitten. So, she opens the door and lets me on the porch. Being of an intelligent and inquisative nature, I want to see what's beyond the porch. And now that I've seen it from afar, I want to go play in the middle of Broad Street (a major Providence thoroughfare.) Marie and that dingdong she hangs with (Lenny, her husband) say that I'll be roadkill within 30 seconds and they dont want to boil and eat roadkill-they want fresh kitten stew and some white, furry earmuffs besides. I think they're only joking, but who knows with those two?

Oh yeah, if you want to hear her side of the story, go to myspace.com/nwportgirl blahblahblah! As for me, I'll be checking back in with y'all as soon as I can escape from the slave's quarters!