Thursday, August 9, 2012

Mr. Cat Goes to a Cat Show


As told to Denise Swanson, author of the Scumble River and Devereaux's Dime Store mysteries

As I’ve said here before, my name is not Bingo, although that’s what my human Skye Denison insists on calling me. Okay, it’s not her fault. She took me in when her grandmother was murdered and Antonia was such a Sweet Old Lady, I allowed her to call me by this ridiculous moniker. (She claimed even though she played the game every Friday night at the Lions Hall, the only time she got to say the word Bingo was when she was talking to me.)

I’ve cut Skye some slack because she’s a fairly reliable servant—she feeds me on time, cleans my litter box, makes sure I have fresh water—but I may have to fire her after the last shenanigan she tried to pull. Would you believe she took me to a cat show? Seriously? Me, an alpha male, at a cat show for froufrou felines.
She claimed she was just taking me to have my picture taken, but I don’t know if I believe her. After all, the photographer never did show up, so who’s to say she wasn’t going to put me in some kind of cutesy outfit and parade me around like some pampered pooch.

But I got even. The stench was horrific and if I had dreamed we’d be stuck at the bowling alley for so long, I might have sought a different revenge.
I did get to chat with a few of the contestants and they say it’s fun to compete, but can you really trust a pair of oriental shorthairs named Pearl and Opal or a white angora named Princess? I think not.

Oh, well, maybe I will keep her. At least she’s respectful—most of the time—and she does have a certain amusement value. As I mentioned the last time I was here, there’s a “presence” in our house. And this ghost seems determined to keep Skye single, so Skye and her friend Trixie decided to perform a cleansing to get rid of the spirit. Needless to say, they just ticked her off.

Have you ever been to a cat show? Do think they’re fun or just funny?

--To find out more about the cat show read New York Times Bestselling Author Denise Swanson’s Murder of the Cat’s Meow, coming September 4, 2012

7 comments:

  1. We're much too busy to stand around at dog shows, but we're glad we have friends like you to tell us what such things are like...

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  2. We could be cat show material, but we're too busy taking care of the house since Lizzie, our human roomie seems to spend so much time sleuthing. Good luck with it, though!

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  3. My cat Fluffy said he could win a cat show, but is too indifferent to enter. Actaully, I think he's just too busy sleeping.

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  4. My human mother put me in a cat show at the request of my feline mother's human mother. Got that? It smelled okay but I didn't care for being in a cage all day. I kept opening the door to my cage, which freaked out a lot of the human types. They're easily spooked, aren't they?

    ~ Mochie

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  5. My Siamese would look at any judge who gave him less than first place as if he were saying, "And what judge school did you flunk out of?"

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  6. This is such a cute site!!! I came across it on Goodreads, and just joined via Google Friend Connect!! I can't wait to start reading daily.

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  7. Thanks to my fellow felines and goggie friends for stopping by and leaving a comment. And welcome Chick Lit Guide!

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