My name is Taj Bert Anthony, I don’t know my birthday, but I think I might be two or three years old. I was living in a small quaint kingdom when I enchanted Servants Mom and Dad. They originally went to visit one of my lesser siblings. The one I call Dad had lost a kitty and wanted to fill that space of his heart with a powerful ruler like myself. My brother was not very nice to them nor as charismatic or as handsome as I, so mom negotiated the ransom for my presence to reign as king of their house.
My first days were so confusing because everything was so new. They didn’t let me explore the outer confines of my kingdom for weeks, but when they did I got lost in a dungeon also known as the neighbor’s barn the whole night! My loyal servants looked for me and I had to yell as loud as my little lungs could. They heard me and I allowed them to escort me back to the safety of my palace. I occasionally explore the palaces around mine also known as, the neighbor’s houses, and because they do not recognize my grace nor can they comprehend the blessings of my presences they are forced to call my loyal servants mom and dad to escort me back to my kingdom
My other servant Mike is nice. He occupies one of the sleeping chambers in the basement of MY house. Months after I first graced my kingdom I acquired a new subject, her name is Diana, I could tell she liked me (well who doesn’t?) she would pick me up and hug me so hard, and then she would give me kisses. I am nice that way, I never complain, but I do lick her kisses off my fur….human kisses….disgusting!
Diana Does not know how to respect my personal space!!
I am a fair and generous ruler when well served, I disdain servants who are not aware when my food is out, and when that happens I rule with an iron fist, razor sharps claws and my ferocious meow. I like ham, but not any kind of ham, of course, the ham I like is smoked. One of my servants (whom I call mom when I am in a good mood) tried to give my delicate palate some type of honey ham… What was she thinking? I immediately rejected that atrocity and demanded my other ham. These humans needed a lot of training to meet my needs. I did the same with the male servant (dad) when he tried to put me on diet food. I am a full figured specimen, I am not fat. However, I do love them very much. I like to be around them, of course I don’t tell them this, rather I pretend to be supervising the day-to-day activities of my kingdom when I want to be near.
In my kingdom I have a multitude of sleeping chambers to choose from. When I am not sleeping I like to go outside to entertain myself. There are these little insignificant creatures called mice that I enjoy playing with. Apparently my humans subjects do not like them either so I receive extra praise when I kill those mice things. Unfortunately, the new servant Diana DOES NOT like any living creature to be hurt, I found this out the hard way after one particular successful hunting excursion. On the return home with my trophy in my mouth, Diana saw me and oh boy she went crazy. She even dared to take MY mouse away from me, she picked me up and took me inside the house. That is dangerous behavior to be exhibited in front of king.
This is the mouse that got away, first time ever because because of servant Diana!
They brought another cat into the house, her name is Molly. She was never a problem and could never match my extraordinary power; I've had her under my control since the day she arrived. Every once in a while I will chase her to remind her who is the master. However, she seems to be more cunning than my human subjects in her attacks on my kingdom. She likes to pretend that she likes me by giving me warm kisses and when I least expect it she slaps me on the face (I do not understand females). Molly belongs to Diana and Mike; thank goodness she came and redirected the suffocating grasp of servant Diana. Servant Diana still manages to capture me once in a while. She picks me up and hugs and kisses me, but this is understandable considering how beautiful and attractive my personality is.
I have to say that Molly(a.k.a Moller Fredette)is very pretty!
Diana and Mike went to California (I am amazed they did not ask for my authorization) for an internship and I think the older servant saw an opportunity to get rid of me because I got sick and they took me to the vet, but the vet could not figure what was wrong with me and they sent me home. I was getting better but still had a fever when the female servant then tried to poison me with Ibuprofen. It was a deliberate assassination mission I am sure. But I survived.
I do have to say that I have had a good life. I feel sorry for other kitties like me that do not even have a home to stay warm, and the other who live in cold shelters. I love my humans so much.
On November 18th I got hurt. My most faithful servant Dave found my little body and respectfully picked me up. I heard him saying how much he loved me. I love him too, and I am sorry I could not tell him thank you, and how much I do love him in human words. I was having fun outside and suddenly I was out of my body. I got angel wings though (way cool, now not even the birds can escape me). I am currently in kitty heaven waiting for them to serve me here too. While I have begun to formulating strategies to accumulate servants here, I don't ever expect to be served as well and as faithfully as my servants Sherrie, Dave, Mike, and Diana served me. I miss their petting my belly, but I rejoice in the fact that I would never be shaved again.
Please DO NOT share the last sentences on facebook.. it would be very debilitating to my royal status if other subject were to find out how I felt about my servants.
P.S I love my humans! See you when you get here!
