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It's a veritable rags-to-riches story for Tommaso, one of Rome's many stray cats, who found a home with an heiress.
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Meow Meow! Meow, Meow Meow? Meow? Meow Meow Meow.... Meow Meow Meow Meow Purr... Meow, Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow? Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow? Meow Meow Meow Meow? Meow Meow Meow Meow? Meow Meow Purr Purr Purr! Meow! Meow Meow Growl Growl HISS!!! HISS!!!! HISS HISS HISS!!!
Translation:
I have come for my food!. What, you mean to tell me the nice old lady that always feeds me has passed on? Why? She was always so nice to me when she was still alive... She always fed me, stroked me, told me tales of her past that i didn't understand, but I could still feel the meaning that was behind those words. Ah, those were good times, good times... But, who will feed me now? Who will take care of me? And you mean to tell me that I have inherited $13 million? I am eternally grateful to you kind lady! With this much money, I can buy more than a lifetime's supply of fish! Curse that nurse whom is to be my "caretaker". If she wasn't around, that money would be mine. I WILL HAVE THAT MONEY ONE WAY OR ANOTHER! IT'S MINE, ALL MINE!