Ceasar’s Sniff of the month
Meowdy partners
Ceasar’s the name, cat napping is my game – but not this month, as I’m here to tell you about what I was up to all of March. I reckon it was the best month I’ve had in my 9 years on this Earth. Why you ask? Well, you see, on March 1st I was given an award – not just any award though folks, this here is the highest award you can receive ‘round these parts – Yup, Cat of the Month!!!
Uh huh take a gander at that, they even hung up a picture of my face on the wall to show everyone just how rootin’ tootin amazing I am! Before I knew it, I had to go take a nap in my tent, the fame and excitement was too much.
While dozing, my dreams were flooded with images of me and my best buds, snacking to our hearts content under the stars, when I woke up, it was almost a dream come true. There was an odd-looking box in our cat condo, we pulled up our britches and went to investigate. Little did we know, but we hit the jackpot!!! That box was filled with some of the tastiest treats, and to us -they were worth even more than gold. We dug and dug and dug through the box until every last tasty morsel was found. To say we chowed is an understatement. Now I’m a man of my word and like I told you folks earlier, I am a professional at cat naps… so you can only guess what I did next …ZzZZZzzzzzz.
March was rainy here at Freedom Fields in Oklahoma, so there were not many birds for me to watch, so instead, I made my daily trek through the cat lounge, check all the cat suites for danger, just in case, even though I never find any, but once I am sure that everyone is safe, it’s time to stretch out right next to something cozy and snuggly – I prefer a human but I can always make do with something snuggly.
The bonus (and I’d say arguably the most important part, aside from my nap time) is that the humans shower me with love and affection for my job well done. Between bird watching, cat napping, donated treats and getting a good ole’ scratch behind my ear, I’m just an easy going fellow still looking for what I’ve heard folks call my ‘forever home”…could that be you, partner?
