Favorite Toy: Black string, rubberbands, catnip mouse, catnip bag with "50lbs." printed on it.
Favorite Nap Spot: In the corner with his blanket for a bed (he refuses a real cat bed).
Favorite Food: Chicken Soup, Spot's Stew
Skills: Owns a consignment shop in town and a manure company. Uses his spare time to write his memoirs.
Arrival Story: One day we were frolicking around town as we so often did when we saw this small animal strolling down the side of the road wearing a top hat and carrying a cane over his shoulder with a handkerchief full of his possesions tied to the end of it. Upon closer inspection we saw that it was a cat. We asked him where he was going and he told us how he didn't really have anywhere to go and that he was just taking a walk around town. He said that sometimes he'll set up his top hat on the sidewalk, stand in front of it and dance in hopes of getting people to toss some coins in his hat. We didn't believe him at first. But soon he showed us just how well he could 'claw a rug'. People kept throwing quarters in his top hat as his little paws moved around swiftly and daintly while tossing about his cane. His feet were as fast as lightening, but still they maintained poise and grace. We were highly impressed. We asked him if he had a home and he wistfully told us that he did not. After discussing it amongst ourselves we decided that it would be just right for this entertaining little kitty to come live with us. Rits happily accepted. And we've been a family ever since.
How did you get started in business?: Well, once I sold my first bag of manure it was all downhill from there. I opened SF industries, my manure company, and business is always booming. Shortly after that I was given the opportunity to open a consignment shop. I snapped it up as though it were fresh catnip. I gave it the clever name of "The Ritz" and it has been a hit too. To be a success in business you need the know-how and you have to be good with money. I am lucky enough to be experienced in both.
For all of you pirate kitties out there, Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day! Arrrrrr, walk the plank, ye litter box dweller.
My owners bought me a different kind of food today. It is yummy. I told them that if they start buying that kind for me from now on, I will start cleaning my own litter box. They agreed. Mmmmmm.
I was taking inventory of my toys today and I noticed that none of them are a bag of catnip with "50lbs" stamped on it. This made me mad! How could my owners let things slide like this?? I will make a list for them to take to the store with them next time. Yeesh, now I am having to keep up with buying my own toys. What will be next? Having to refill my own food and water dishes?