My day started like any other, wake up, Yawp, stretch, Yawp, eat my noms, use the cat tray and head back to bed!
But what's this? A bath, some glycerin in my ears, extra sparkle placed in my eyes and my studded collar.... Ooooh, this means I am off out somewhere special and that reminds me of a phone call I got not a week before, asking if I would like to appear on the Vic Minett BBC radio show. of course, I said, I don't wish to upset my adoring public now do I?
So, this was the day then. I was back combed and greased, nails glossed and tail poofed. Gosh, I am handsome! I was whisked into a fur line carrier with a heated base and driven through town to my destination, BBC Coventry & Warwickshire. I was presented at reception to a small crowd of cooing ladies and I became all bashful at first to get their attention. Then I became brave and ventured out on to my own little red carpet (well, OK a red sofa) and strutted my stuff. I was then taken to meet producer Sally, who asked lots of questions about me and said I could pretty much do whatever I wanted in Vic's studio. Then my big moment came, I was in there meeting Vic! I don't know who was more star struck, her or me?
Well, I took center stage and pranced about on the desks and weaved in amongst the monitors and microphones. I yawped in a couple but only one of them worked, so I made my way back to that one. Vic said I looked like Hitler with my 'tosh'! Well, I suppose we do have conquering the World in common. She asked me a lot of purrsonal questions about my bum fluff and my lady friends as well as my breeding and show quality. I took it all in my stride and Yawped out a few answers. At one point, when Momma was speaking (which in my opinion she did an awful lot off!) I managed to do a quick step along the desk and miss judged the end and collapsed in a heap on the floor. But I bounced back with a happy grin and carried on bounding about the place!
When I was leaving, Vic asked to have her picture taken with me (really it was me wanting one with Vic) I lay in her arms like a baby and schmoozed with her just a little for her to soften to my nakedness and then I was off exploring again... Well, Vic keeps talking of pigeons fighting in the streets on her shows so i was off to see if I could take one home as a souvenir. Mmmm, I really am a Stud Muffin.
If you fancy listening to Momma waffle on about me, 25th Anniversary Cat Shows and crazy Cat People... and hear me fall off the desk and try and communicate with the outside world...knock your selves out!