Blair The Cat Notes the Date & He Can Hardly Wait
At 102 cat-years old, a legendary lover such as myself with bad kidneys and IBS needs a price break on his meds to spend some dinero on a nice collar now and again. Keep the ladies attentions. Get me?
I ain’t no illiterate LOL cat. Bring on brother Obama ASAP, with anchovies please. I need my rights. I don’t mind that Sasha needs a doggie-slave to boss around (and you know that’s the deal cuz Malia ain’t allergic to dogs; jus’ that deep down she wants a sleek Felix*). The little one will learn baby, she’ll learn. We are irresistible. I auditioned for this video – didn’t get the part. It’s all good though, because even as a mini-movie drags. Oscar will not be knocking and I have a reputation to uphold. When I want something or do some serious acting like it, you can point that lens right at me and it will melt filming my desire. For real. I am all up in it when I gotta have it. Ask my peeps.
That cat is lip-syncing, Can’t you tell? Lame as a Kibbles n’ Bits commercial. His hair is a mess and method acting he is not. He doesn’t even know how to sleep properly. That is some lack man. My guess is that cat is vegan and his dude puts patchouli oil on him to keep the fleas sympatico or somethin’ California shady like dat. Bet you anything. My buddy Bruce died supporting Barack all the way to his last nighty-night. See About Us. Now that is a tribute. Peace Bruce. You won it for all of us man.
*Socks Clinton catted around and ruined EVERYTHING for us in the big house. And no wonder. Clints left him with Betty, who covered everyone’s tail in that house. Now Socks be a goner. Good looking dude – jus insecure without the real love. Hang in there, man. January 20th is a comin’ and stem cell research is back in business. You are the Jackie Robinson of White House pets.


I, myself being a black cat from Texas didn’t actually watch the video being as I had a lot to do outside in the alley having missed my walk and all noisy men are in my own home. Miranda will probably watch it and rub her face on the screen talk about lame. She liked the cat. Champa, my natural mother is on the floor. I’ll turn it over to Miranda. I’m Miranda and I liked the black cat. He has a nice inflection. He doesn’t look like one who would get in your face. We stayed here and took care of things while the humans went to Nevada to work for Obama. I’m lovely. I have a new collar. It’s special because I am. Our hose is pro Obama. We get the tongue-in-cheek. We’re sophisticated that way. I’d like a nap.
Comment by Bonnie Cordova — February 24, 2009 @ 11:04 am