One Down, Eight to Go

Well, like the thing says, I have a curious pussy. It isn't that my pussy looks all that unique or exceptional. No. I suspect she's pretty mundane as pussies go. No piercings. No fantastic coifs. No preposterously protruding pink parts or dangerously daring dangly bits. Nope. Just your run of the mill, garden variety plain old pussy.

But here's the thing.

This pussy managed to putz around for almost 40 years before alerting me to the fact that she was curious. Curious about things that I never imagined she would like. That we would like. This blog is my attempt to get to know her better... as will you.

So yeah, if it's true that all pussies get nine lives, then thank goodness she's only died once. Cuz I'm hella curious about the other eight.

Here, in her honor, is Tom Jones' memorable pussy ode (feel free to hum along):

What's new pussycat? Woah, Woah
What's new pussycat? Woah, Woah

Pussycat, Pussycat
I've got flowers
And lots of hours
To spend with you.
So go and powder your cute little pussycat nose!

Pussycat, Pussycat
I love you. Yes, I do!
You and your pussycat nose!

What's new pussycat? Woah, Woah
What's new pussycat? Woah, Woah

Pussycat, Pussycat
You're so thrilling
And I'm so willing
To care for you.
So go and make up your cute little pussycat face!

Pussycat, Pussycat
I love you
Yes, I do!
You and your pussycat face!

What's new pussycat? Woah, Woah
What's new pussycat? Woah, Woah

Pussycat, Pussycat
You're delicious
And if my wishes
Can all come true
I'll soon be kissing your sweet little pussycat lips!

Pussycat, Pussycat
I love you
Yes, I do!
You and your pussycat lips!
You and your pussycat eyes!
You and your pussycat nose!