Friday, December 22, 2006

Meowy Christmas, Puny Humans

Yes, yes, laugh now, puny humans, at my misery. Do this again and you shall rue the day! Meowy Christmas.

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Tower of Trouble

After some heavy pestering, I finally got my way. My owners had taken me back to the homeland--France. I could not wait to smell the superior air, eat the superior food and mingle with the other royal felines. In retrospect, I would suppose the first sign of trouble was the relatively short flight. Then, the dry, arid air as we disembarked the 737 jetliner. In the "hotel" there were slot machines everywhere, and badly dressed people, mostly in fanny packs and sun visors. It wasn't until I was taken to the Eiffel Tower that I sensed something was wrong. I did not know that the lower level of the Tower had a restaurant. And then I saw a sign: "Welcome to The Eiffel Tower Restaurant in Las Vegas, Nevada." Bastard owners of mine. They shall never sleep again.

I'm Famous, You Know

The other cats are always second-guessing my lineage, my fame and my family tree. Here is the proof. That is my mother, Queen Prochainement of France. What say you now, naysayers?

Good Day, Inferior Humans

My name is Shadow. I live in NYC with my owners, Christophe and Larenzo. The life of a royal domestic shorthair is sometimes difficult, but I will try to get you on my side. If not, I will simply scratch your eyes out. Here, I will express my innermost feelings, my problems and views on life. I hope you enjoy it. Again, if not, I will scratch your eyes out.