Our friend Cait has found my cat alter-ego in “Voodoo” the cat. Voodoo is dressed in pirate garb, which only goes to further my suspicions that cats are, by nature, scoundrels and ne’er-do-wells. But, while most cats try to pull one over on us by being cute and playing innocuously with balls of yarn, Voodoo makes no qualms about who he is. Voodoo does not want to play with you. In fact, if Voodoo had not lost his vessel in a high-stakes poker game in some Caribbean pirates’ cove, he would keel haul you in a second. Voodoo is one scurvy dog of a cat.
Meanwhile, he’s just biding his time… and eating fancy cat food from one of those crystal bowls like you see in the commercials. Arrrrrgh!
I absolutely love that pic. And your commentary is delightful. If Voodoo had opposable thumbs, he’d be sticking pins in voodoo dolls made to resemble us.