Disclaimer: I do not own FRIENDS or SmellyCat.

This is my idea about what SmellyCat's life is really like.
Ya know, how he became famous and stuff.
I know its weird, but oh well :P

just the first part - supposed to be short - like an intro :P
And it wouldn't stay to the left when I tried to save it on here, so dont complain bout that...

Enjoy, Beth xx

We met over Salmon!

The story of my life:

"Hey, you smell so bad SmellyCat,"
"Didn't you brush you're fur today SmellyCat,"
"When did you last have a bath SmellyCat."
My name doesn't really help – I mean what do you expect from someone called SmellyCat? I got so sick of the jokes – the clever quips about my smell, the only birthday gifts being soap...
I mean my owner used to be a bin-man, it just came with the house, it had never bothered me before... Maybe I had some sort of medical disorder, I did take baths (the puddles make my fur feel all nice and fuzzy), but I just thought the smell the smell was a part of me!
The smell had always been a bad thing for me, something that people stuck their noses up at (even though they were holding them to shut out the smell) that sent them away, until a few weeks ago...

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The air was cold on my back, making my fur stand on end; I shivered subconsciously and then padded down the street, pausing to sniff at the fishmongers. A tall blonde eccentrically dressed woman stepped out, she smelled good, the paper bag in her hand must have fish in it...
Her heels were bright pink, they were inches away from my face, I stared up at her with wide eyes – she looked down at me and smiled, her teeth gleamed in the sunlight.
"Are you a stray sweetie," I tried to say yes, but I guess to her it was just a purr in response, she smiled again.
"No collar... You look a bit ragged... Poor kitty," She bent down to pick me up, apparently my smell didn't bother strolled through the streets, everyone turned to look at such a pretty woman, with such a scraggly creature - she however just ignored them and walked on. Our walk stopped at a large pet store, she took me inside and then grabbed up 2 baskets. She put me into one and began to collect food and other cat related products to put into the other – I guess I was officially adopted!
After I had a collar fitting, I began to fall asleep in the warmness of the nice lady's new cat bag, I could see the envy in Mr Mittens' eyes already.
This was going to be fun...

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