Royal Wedding Extravaganza

Hello. Her Royal Highness the cat here. What a day! I'm exhausted and yes, a little verklempt too.

You know, those Windsors aren't nearly as stuffy as they seem. I offered to choreograph a nice modern processional for them when entering Westminster Abbey and they were quite open to all my ideas.

Oh yeah! Git down with your bad royal selves! Time to move into the 21st century, baby! Boogie on!

Although I've been having a blast here in England, I'm happy to fly across the pond and go home now. My job here is done. They couldn't have done it without me!

Tomorrow is The Big Day!

Well, the much anticipated Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton is tomorrow and my cat will be there! My Rare One and I will be watching the wedding ceremony on TV, of course, with the rest of the peasants. As we do so, I'll be scanning the screen nervously, watching for a wild, hissing, flash of fur and claws that can only mean one thing.

Sweet Goddess Bast, I hope she behaves herself . . . .

Ye Olde Roomies

Hello. Her Royal Highness the cat here. I'm in London now but, contrary to what you might expect, I'm not staying at Buckingham Palace. You know, those bloody Windsors are a real horse-and-corgi bunch and that's just plain uncomfortable for us felines.

So my old pal Lady Gaga asked her friend Elton John to put me up. Since his partner David Furnish is also a Canadian, he was only too glad to do so. And they're going to the Royal Wedding too.

I think they're leaving the baby at home though.

So Friday is The Big Day! I hope nobody gets drunk at the reception and starts a donnybrook. That always seems to happen at Canadian weddings. At least the ones in my person's family.

Flying to London

Hello. Her Royal Highness the cat here. Today I'm flying to London on Air Canada. I had originally hoped to go with the Prime Minister and his wife in their private jet but that fell through. They had to turn down their Royal Wedding invitation and stay in Canada because of the imminent federal election. So now I have to mix with the great unwashed on The People's Airline.

For the information of non-Canadian readers, the man in the photo who is apparently strangling the cat is Canada's Prime Minister, Stephen Harper. His wife Laureen beside him is such a sweetie though. She fosters kittens for the Humane Society. How he lucked out and married her is anybody's guess.

Time to Dust Off the Ol' Tiara

Hello. Her Royal Highness the cat here. One of the drawbacks of being royalty is the necessity of attending all those dreary royal functions. Sure enough, look what came in the mail for me about a month ago.

So now I've got to schlep over to England for all the hoopla. Oh well, *heavy sigh*. . . it's the price one must pay for having blue blood.

Bunnies Galore!

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Earth Day

Sad but true, this says it all. Happy Earth Day, everyone!