Well, Mom caught me this morning, loafing around when I am supposed to be writing my Blog or coming up with schemes to increase revenue.  She even had to sneak up on me to take my photo to prove I was not working as hard as I should.  I would not make eye contact.  If you pretend they are invisible, your moms will go away eventually and let you get back to napping.

I tried to tell her later that my penguin toy was helping me gather my thoughts.  The soothing catnip stored in his belly always helps me think better.  

Secondly, I really need my nails trimmed.  It is very hard to type with long nails.  So what does she expect?  It is her fault if my nails are not cut and I can’t perform. 

These were the things I was thinking about as I laid on my plaid bed.  Actually I was just getting ready to go to sleep when she snuck up on  me.

Yours truly, too tired to type more, Oswald P. Kitten, Esquire 

Oswald loafing around

Oswald loafing around

So, here I sit in my favorite chair, trying to think what I can do to help Mom raise money for all those stray and feral cats she seems to like.  Mom says that when I sit in my chair, I look like a little human.  It is my favorite place to wile away the hours, in the wing chair in front of the fireplace.  Mom says if I had a pipe and a little hat, someone would mistake me for a little old man.  Mom thinks she is so funny.

But what can I do?  How can I make some money off of this handsome face of mine?  I can’t charge for “stud service” any more.  Mom is too big into the spay and neuter stuff and she made sure I was neutered many, many years ago.  So that blows that idea.

Perhaps, I could write a memoir of my eight years and my observations on how tiring humans can be–always running here and there.  Slow down, Mom, and come lounge with me in my chair.

That Romeo cat has made my life too complicated.  I just want to sit in my chair and cat nap, not try to think of money making schemes.  

Yours truly, the financial cat guru, Oswald P. Kitten, Esquire

 

Oswald thinks of money making schemes.

Oswald thinks of money making schemes.

 

Keeping snuggly warm in the freshly dried towels

Keeping snuggly warm in the freshly dried towels

Okay, so I would just like to thank Aunt Bobbie for alerting Mom to this workaholic cat named Romeo who has his own blog and is on Twitter.  Now Mom thinks I should be doing something similar to raise money to help all the needy cats in our area.  I say, they can get jobs themselves and let me go back to napping. Gee whiz, don’t I have enough to do without trying to keep up with a cat with the obnoxiously sweet name of Romeo!!?

So, here is how it happened: Aunt Bobbie was reading The Columbus Dispatch yesterday and there was an article about Romeo and his human staff.  Romeo the do-gooder raises money for rescue groups through Twitter and via Romeo’s Blog, which just basically features tons of cute photos of this fluff muffin Romeo.  Granted, I don’t have that much hair, but I am still just as cute!

Romeo is a Persian cat (can we say high maintenance?) who came from a rescue group in Marysville that Mom once wrote an article about: The Forgotten Persian Rescue and Friends  In fact, Renee, who started The Forgotten had a lot to do with setting up many of the spay and neuter programs at the Union County Humane Society, which is where I came from. 

Romeo has over 6,000 followers on Twitter who get messages every day about what he is doing.  Let me explain a cat’s life to you so you won’t have to continue getting his updates if you are one of his Twitter friends: We eat.  We sleep.  We try to get Mom to give us treats each time she goes in the kitchen.  We sleep some more.  Some where in there we use the litter pan and try to get under Mom’s feet so she will fall and knock herself in the head and forget that she just fed us and feed us more! And that sums up the hectic day most cats lead.

But if you would like to check out the cat who has made my life less relaxing, go to www.romeothecat.com and read how Romeo wakes his human staff each morning.  I’ll tell you how I did it this morning:  I clawed my way through half of that fuzzy monkey on Mom’s head that she calls a hairdo.  Once she is bald it will be even easier to wake her with gentle, perfectly placed stabs with my claws.

I guess my days of cuddling in a warm dryer of freshly laundered towels are almost over.  Mom is all atwitter about this Twitter thing.  She is not as technologically hip as Romeo’s humans, though, so it may take her awhile to figure out how to get me involved with that.  So for a while longer, I’ll find a warm place to nap and hope the only “twittering” I hear will be from the birds outside the window.

Your humble, non-Twittering friend (so far), Oswald P. Kitten, Esquire

A new winery in Plain City, Eldchrist Winery, features not only wines made on the premises, but also two kitties who serve as the business’ feline mascots.

“B” and Mittens, two white kittens, who spend most of their time playing on the newly renovated patio or hanging out with the winery owners’ children, give the winery a charm that adds to the feeling of home at the 1863 farmhouse on State Route 736.  B, who was originally named Bianca until it was discovered she was a he and Mittens, a polydactyl, Hemingway kitty with extra front toes, were strays who actually got their vaccines and neuter surgeries through B and O. 

The winery just recently opened for tastings on Fridays from 6-9 pm and Saturdays from 3-8 pm.  B and Mittens are always hanging out, ready and willing to meet anyone who will give them a rub on the head. 

We think it is so nice when business owners are able to incorporate animals into their businesses and give a homeless kitty a new place to live.  So the next time you are in Plain City, stop by the winery at 8189 State Route 736 and meet B and Mittens, too.  To get more info on Eldchrist Winery, visit www.eldchrist.com

B and Mittens might also someday get the distinction of being featured on a wine label for the winery!!  They will be very famous kitties indeed when that happens.  What a turn around for them–from homeless to celebrities!!

 

B and Mittens hang out with Reed.

B and Mittens hang out with Reed.

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