A purr from your webmistress
Hey, Roxy here. Heads up, all you cool cats! I heard a rumour we're going to have a visitation by what you would call the chairman of the board. Or in this case, chairwoman, chairperson, whatever! Stand to attention now and on my cue, bend from the waist, even if you can't find your waist too easily, or if you can't do that, try a little yoga posture called downward-facing-dog (yeah I know I know... your butt in the air, a ridiculous pose ....that's why it's not called downward-facing-cat...) but however you salaam, bow, or curtsy, show some respect now for a superior being filled with a forbidding and terrifying feline power. One who has all lesser cats trembling in the presence of her roar. Alltogether now : Her Highness The Lioness!
Ichabod
Pretty as a picture, wouldn't you say? Well first you're wondering about the name, which you may consider an odd one for a lady, and then you're thinking - is this cat an artist or is she just practising her pose? Well I'm not giving anything away; you'll just have to wait for the book and read the story. But I'll give you a clue : I live with an artist and she considers me to be her mews, I mean muse.
Olivia
Look what's on the menu - a really tasty dish! I'm talking about the smoked tuna, of course, what were you thinking? It's one of my favourites; I'm not really into macadamia nuts or olives, which they specialize in, here at The Olive Station. This is quite a cool place to hang out, always lots happening, people coming and going, plenty of snacks, and music and dancing some evenings, when I get to sit right on the stage. I just love my music, especially a bit of live blues dub, when I can really get down, but the Lebanese evenings with belly dancing are my personal favourites. You can read all about my fun lifestyle in the book .
Sylvester
Roxy, our blog-mistress, better watch out what she says about gentleman cats if she wants us to blog for her! Stop being catty, now. Thomas can't help it if he's famous - the rest of us just haven't been discovered yet. Mind you, it's easy to remain unrecognised and incognito if we spend our life in a stable, but what can I say, hay, it's fun mucking around in a pile of it and some of my best friends are horses.If you don't believe me, take a look at the picture. It's a true story and don't ask how I got up there, that's a secret. All I'll say is that it was quicker getting down than up,but personally I would have preferred a more elegant way, even if I did land on all fours.
A purr from your webmistress...
Oh good grief - our own superstar. Thomas, if you were a girl I'd call you a Diva. Ha ha. I don't think I'm going to let you blog again, this fame thing is going to your head. If people want to know more about your fabulous life they're going to have to buy the book and read about it.
Thomas O'Malley
Wax lyrical? What sort of catspeak is that? Good grief but the blogmistress likes to show off her command of the language. How do you like that, Cleo? You who live in a library and are a cat of words. Must be irritating. Anyway I thought I'd just introduce myself and show you that there are a few boys around, in case you were under the impression this site was all about girls. I'm O'Malley. Thomas O'Malley. As in Bond, James Bond. We have something in common you know, both stars of the silver screen. Ok so I haven't yet been in a 007 movie but there's always the chance. I've done some film work and it's just a matter of being discovered and offered an outrageous fee for that big one. I've already starred alongside some beautiful women (eat your heart out James) but I'm "resting" between gigs at the moment. If I'm not hanging around a film set I'm appearing at cat shows and collecting tropies and ribbons to add to my extensive collection. It's a busy life. You can read the whole story in the book.
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