Hi there! Welcome to my Gotcha Day celebration. I've been singing and dancing all week in preparation for the big day so I thought I'd like to have a sing along. Cats can meow along, dogs can woof and humans can sing if they know the tune.
Meow along with me (to the tune of King of the Road)
Dog house for sale or rent
Warm beds to let fifty cents
No phone no pool no pets
I ain’t got a nip cigarette
Ah but, 2 hours of hunting squirrel
Buys a 8x12 inch free shelter
I’m a mancat of means by no means
King of the yard
Third boxcar midnight train
Destination Portland OR (not Maine!)
Old worn out collar and paws
I don’t follow no stink’in laws
I smoke old nip stogies I have found
Short but not too big around
I'm a mancat of means by no means
King of the yard.
I know every food bowl in every yard
All of the stray cats and all of their names
And every handout on every porch
And every dish that ain’t licked when no one’s around
I sing dog house for sale or rent….
Thank you for coming by to celebrate my big day with me! A year ago this very day on a snowy morning, mom put some Fancy Feast in a trap. I walked in, the door slammed and I immediately freaked out. Little did I know that life was about to get good. VERY GOOD! Now I can't imagine being outside in the yard. In a whole year I haven't even walked near a door. I look out windows sometimes, but I like what I see on the inside much better. I'm still working on wooing Miss Ellie. She gave me a lick on the head the other night so there is hope.
When I was first hanging out and trapped, I was called Bojangles. My Cat Blogosphere furriends helped mom pick out my new name. I still love it.
It's good to be king. Of the house.