Raining Cats and Dogs

That’s mama’s phrase, and mama means it! Except I don’t like the dog part. She has promised to call me soon and talk to me over the answering machine, and of course, I shall talk back since that’s what I feel like doing in this abandoned state! (Actually, I think the phrase is “It’s raining cats and dogs and there are poodles in the road”…ech!)

It’s pouring in Texas and mama and papa are stuck and can’t get to see mama’s brother because of rain and so they are actually thinking about going to a doggie thing!!

And why on earth would I want to talk to anthros who are planning to go to a dumbass event in Texas called “Strut Your Mutt“? (Even if I do really like the name of whatever it is—all those Austin weirdos will have their dogs out somewhere and show them off and let the world really know just what makes a dog tick!! Haha.

But, seriously, folks, it is probably going to be an outrageous event and if cats were allowed, I’d hop on British Air or United or Air France or whatever will take a Loulou and fall right into step with those mugging mutts.

So when are they going to have a CATWALK?

Or Carouse With Your Kitty?

Or Cater to Your Cat?

Or just plain Come Out and See How Kitties Run Circles Around Dumb-Dumb Doggies?

I’m going to have to get to Austin somehow and set those people straight. If they really want to keep Austin weird, they’re going to have to have a day devoted to fantastic felines and anthro owners. I mean, did you SEE that papillon doggie on my previous blog in his BRIDE’S FLOWER GIRL OUTFIT????

You won’t believe what cat anthros can put on their adored kitties.

Plus my wardrobe needs a good going over…

Really, dahling, don’t be a boa!