People and fur people who are Disciples of The Leader Otis,
I cannot believe She has been gone for a whole year, but it’s true. Her Majesty The Queen Mama Cat left us on November 29th, 2013. As the first and only knight of The Cult of Otis, it was my honor and privilege to protect and serve The Queen, and it is my honor and privilege today to recount Her tale so that those who knew Her may remember, and those who did not may come to know Her now. Let us begin.
Queen Mama Cat was curious about The Cult long before She became a member of the Inner Circle. The Guardians, The Brothers, and Leader Otis first noticed her shortly after they moved into the house that is currently Cult Headquarters. She belonged to a couple that lived next door, but She always seemed to want to know what was going on inside Leader Otis’s Indoor Domain.
Unfortunately, Mama Cat’s guardians did not give Her safe boundaries. She was often seen in unsafe places like on the roof, or next to the road.
Queen Mama Cat quickly made friends with The Leader and his High Priests, and She would often put on shows for their amusement.
I met Her Majesty while I was still in Limbo. At the time, I was not a knight and I had no idea I was in the presence of royalty. What I did know was that Mama Cat had spent about 12 years in Limbo Herself by the time we met, and I was pretty sure She could teach me a thing or two about surviving out there.
And teach me She did. One of the most amazing things She taught me was how to be a better cathlete. Her skills at the game of Birdslayer were unmatched, and Her cathletic demonstrations were legendary.
The Guardians of The Cult of Otis did all that they could to make Mama Cat’s life safer and more fun. They did the same for me. When my guardians abandoned me, the Guardians swept me up in the capture. Queen Mama Cat still had guardians though, so Her time in Limbo continued.
The Guardians of The Cult of Otis continued to watch over Mama Cat as much as they were able. As time passed, they noticed changes in Her condition that caused them concern. First, Mama Cat’s fur became badly matted. It got so bad that the mats began to pull at Mama Cat’s skin. After an unsuccessful attempt to contact Mama’s guardians, the Guardians took matters (so to speak) into their own hands and removed the mats. Unfortunately, this meant removing much of Mama Cat’s gorgeous mane.
The Guardians eventually learned that Mama Cat’s main guardian was very sick. The illness was likely terminal and had, understandably, become the all consuming focus in the household. Unfortunately this meant that Mama Cat’s needs were being overlooked. The Guardians redoubled their efforts to improve Mama Cat’s life in any way they were able. The smaller Guardian frequently sat with Her in the backyard and gave her the attention she craved.
As Mama Cat’s guardians struggled with managing a terrible illness, Mama Cat’s needs began to be overlooked. A window that usually stayed open, allowing Mama Cat to enter and exit the house, was now usually closed. This meant Mama was stuck outside, even on the coldest, wettest nights. The Guardians tried to get Her to use a Toastitron 3000, but those are made from small doghouses. How could they have expected royalty to use a house that a wiener dog might have slept in? Mama Cat refused to use the Toastitron so the Guardians did the only thing they could think of. They built Her a palace instead, and they called it The Mama Snuggle Shack 3000. The Queen approved, and spent nearly every night under her own personal Toastinator.
After Mama Cat’s main person passed away, Her remaining guardian was going through a very tough time. The Guardians reached out to him but there was little they could do to help. They could, however, continue to make sure that Mama Cat’s needs were being addressed. A breaking point arrived one morning though when Mama Cat showed up with an injured eye.
The Guardians attempted to contact Mama’s remaining guardian to bring the injury to his attention but they received no response, so they took Mama to The Bad Place themselves to get Her eye treated. It was her last day in Limbo, because after going to The Bad Place, they brought Mama inside to live with us. It took another visit to The Bad Place and the removal of a nasty grass awn, but The Queen was restored to Her former glory.
The Guardians were eventually successful in contacting Mama’s guardian and letting him know what had happened to Her. He showed no interest in having The Queen returned to his home, so she became part of The Inner Circle of The Cult of Otis. Leader Otis dubbed her The Essence of The Cult because Her journey from danger to safety was one that we wish every cat can make. In The Promised Land Her Majesty blossomed, and Her True Spirit began to shine.
No longer having to sleep outdoors or in Her snuggle shack, Mama Cat found new, more comfy spots in which to rest. Here is a rare photo of Her and Leader Otis in The Promised Land together, resting on opposite sides of the bigger Guardian.
And Mama Cat did not give up Her Catlympic aspirations when She came inside. She still held regular practices sessions that blew us all away.
And I am pretty sure that Queen Mama Cat, like me, never missed being out there in Limbo. When She sat and gazed out through a window, I think she knew that she was finally on the safe side of the glass.
When Mama came inside, she had been skinny, sickly, and injured. She was inside with us for five months, and throughout that time She seemed to get better and better. She gained weight. Her fur grew back. She was energetic and happy. She was truly The Queen.
And then one day, to the shock and surprise of all of us, it ended. Mama Cat suddenly appeared to be struggling, the Guardians rushed Her to The Bad Place, and She did not return. The truth was impossible to believe. Mama Cat had been fighting cancer for a long time. Even before She was brought into The Promised Land she was very sick. I could not wrap my head around that. Mama Cat had thrived after being brought inside. Her health seemed to get better every day while She was with us. How could a cat that is getting sicker and sicker look and act healthier and healthier? All of us were at a loss for how that could have happened, but now I know the answer.
Before Mama Cat came inside She had been living a lonely life of neglect. Her needs for food and shelter were being met on a basic level, but She was not receiving all that a kitty truly needs to thrive. She was sick not only in body, but in spirit as well. And then it changed. She suddenly found herself safe, warm, and best of all loved. Her spirit soared, and the joy She felt shined through so brightly that it completely masked the internal, physical struggle she was having. There was nothing any of us could have done to save Her from the cancer, but She was saved none-the-less.
A year later I still miss Her terribly. I know The Brothers and the Guardians do as well. She stills reigns over all of our hearts, and She will continue to do so. May She reign over yours as well, and may Her story be a constant reminder that even cats who have guardians may need your help.
LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!