Disciples of Otis,
I woke up this morning feeling inspired to drag out the camera and take some photos. I originally wanted to take the next photo in my Whiskered Gallantry series, but Sir Thomas said he needed to work on some extremely important research. He didn’t say what it was about, but probably wiener dogs.
Next, I asked Brother Henry if he would pose for me. He said he couldn’t because he had heard some suspicious barking during the night so he was doing extra security patrols to guard against any attacks by agents of the Long-feared Dog Uprising. Leader Otis was napping, so I didn’t want to bother him. I also asked Mama Cat if she would pose. First she hissed, and then she said, “Why don’t you go photograph yourself!” At least I think she said “photograph”. Anyway, assuming I heard her correctly, I decided to take her advice.
I am officially declaring today, “Self-portrait Sunday” in honor of Mama Cat’s suggestion that I go photograph myself. That ladycat sure has some great ideas…
So Sayeth Brother Oliver