“I am Aila, wild and free, black and white, and just waiting to offer you my famous dance lessons – salsa, yes! Ballet? Nope. Will also teach zumba if that’s your thing. Nothing like a fine bunch of cat toys to get me moving. I move, I groove, I grab the toys, I roll, I kick, and I dance across the floor. Then I wind myself back up and do it all again! Yeehaw! I am wild – and totally adorable. Also totally imaginative! Whoop!”

“Whoop! C’mon, watch this one! I hide under my bed, yes! I sneak up on that feather toy. Ha! It doesn’t see me! I am Aila, and I am having fun, fun, fun….Please don’t take my T-Bird away! Guess what? I am as friendly and lovey as I am amusing and entertaining. I will nuzzle you! I will purr! First, I need to stash these toys under my bed! Shall I stash me under the bed, too?”

“I am Aila, and I say, ‘Why, you need a black and white girl cat in your life! You surely do!’ And here I am. I think it would be just fine and peachy if you adopted me and took me home. I’ll talk to you and tell you my stories and teach you my secret dance moves. A little salsa, a little groove, a little black and white whirlwind in your life and in your lap! Yeehaw!”

“Tell you something else: I’m not the only one who’ll think it just peachy and fine if you adopted me. That red guy downstairs would be thrilled! Something about me dancing on his roof and twirling and chirping. How about it? $120 for the most nimble-footed young wild woman ever – Me! Aila! Whoop! Let’s dance!”