This is a cat. He's a character in a story that I'm writing. In the story, a family of microscopic folk singers cling to the bridge of my nose and try to discover America. You'll have to accept that they somehow understand the concept of America but due to problems of scale, they can't experience a nation the way you or I would. But they are trying to discover it by way of their itty-bitty senses. It's a delightful farce that will please some and likely not resonate as much with others.
The cat is a sort of ambiguous villain/anti-hero with motives and a backstory that is gradually pieced together and careful readers will like the cat best and think everyone else must be hopelessly blinded by stupid for not also thinking so.
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