Please Look At Oregano Jones (It’s Just Louie)

Dear Readers,

Today, I’d like you to meet Oregano Jones. (His name is Louie. You’ve seen him before, except he’s gotten a lot fluffier and a lot more full of himself.)

Do you remember this cat?

There he was in 2014.

Note the hairess tail, the black nose, the skinny frame. He was one of those kittens that MomFOD forgot to tell me she adopted. She claims he was a “try before you buy” and also a “buy one/get another one for the same price” because he came glued to Pinkle. Anyway, this is what he looks like now:

 

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Louie.

Well, MomFOD has just informed me that is not, in fact, Louie. How odd. It looks so much like I perceive his personality. Anyway, I’ve been told to share this photo instead:

Actually Louie.

I don’t see a difference, really. They’re both furry, they both bug me, and they both have a big ass.  Anyway, here’s what he has to say about himself:

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Crepes: Hello, Louie.

Louie: Oregano Jones.

Crepes: I’m sorry?

Louie: I go by Oregano Jones now.

Crepes: Umm… ok…why?

Louie: It suits me. I’m handsome, I’m adventuresome, I’m really- Woah!

Crepes: And he fell off the chair.

Louie: No fear! I have righted myself!

Crepes: Nothing could make you right. Tell me about this alter ego.

Louie:  Oregano Jones is who I’m known as in the industry.

Crepes: The pet fur industry?

Louie: In the movies! Have you NOT seen my films?

Crepes: Oh right. Those.

Louie: Anyway, this is where I got the name. And it stuck. So I’ll be using it going forward.

Crepes: Sigh. Your tail is in the pate.

Louie: That’s Biggie Fluff.

Crepes: Your tail?

Louie: Yeah. He’s got his own persona. Cuz he’s so magnificent.

Crepes: I – I just – Is there anything else you want to add about yourself?

Louie: I am fast! I am strong! I am- oh no!

Crepes: You’ve somehow managed to fall onto the floor from the floor. Well done, Louie.

Louie: Oregano Jones!

Crepes: Whatever.

Louie: Hey, can I read this before you post it? I want to make sure you make me look cool.

Crepes:

Louie: Crepes? CREPES??

***

 

And that’s Louie Oregano Jones.  He is fearless, he smells a little weird (mostly his breath), and he really thinks he’s great. What do you think?

His tail, known as “Biggie Fluff.”

Helping out the blog.

Love,

Crepes.

Please meet … Da Pinkle!

You guys!

Today, I would like to introduce you to “Da Pinkle.” Do you remember awhile back where the FODs decided to foster some kitties and they just never. went. away? Yeah, well, they’re still here. Turns out, they signed the papers behind my back. One of these kitties, a suspiciously grey one with diamond-shaped chest hair, showed up with the name Martha. MomFOD was the first person to touch her, and when she did, Pinkle melted and has been hanging onto MomFOD’s back like a monkey since. Sister to Louie (You’ll meet him soon), Pinkle went through several name changes, starting with “Sprinkle Sorbet” and ending up at “Pinkle Sorbet.” She’s highly athletic with a distinct love for boxes, smarter than I’d prefer her to be, and really, really, REALLY, into MomFOD.

Please welcome Pinkle!

Pinkle.

                                                              Pinkle and MomFOD

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Crepes: Hello, Pinkle. Welcome.

Pinkle: Thank you.

Crepes: Tell us about you.

Pinkle: Well, I grew up on the streets. And then, after finishing my graduate degree, I took up acting right around the time I met Alana and that’s pretty much where I’m at right now.  You may have seen me in –

Crepes:  You have a graduate degree?

Pinkle: Of course. In herbology with a minor in Alana studies. Don’t you?

Crepes: Yeah. Yeah. Of course. Obviously. Mine’s in… theory.

Pinkle: Theory of what?

Crepes: Everything… Anyway, tell me about your acting.

Pinkle: Well, you may have seen me in my signature role as “The Purrminator.”  I starred right there alongside Alana. Her acting is just the best I’ve ever seen. Truly. Such finesse and nuance. Since then, I’m currently taking some time off to spend with Alana to further my thesis work on her.

Crepes: How is she enjoying that?

Pinkle: Well, I’m enjoying it, that’s for sure.

Crepes: You’re really into her, aren’t you?

Pinkle: Yes. Yes, I am.

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Pinkle

Alana and Pinkle.

Pinkle

Like a Monkey on her back.

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More unabashed snuggling.

 

Pinkle

Stalking the sammich. Or Alana. Not sure which. 

And, there you have Pinkle in a nutshell. Or a nutcase. Whatever. I hope you enjoyed the photos she supplied. I see a pattern.

Have a great weekend, everyone. You’ll be meeting more candidates next week!

Love,

Crepes.

P.S.  Pinkle permitted one photo of her with her other love: boxes.

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Official Pinkle-supplied  photo of her without Alana.

Today We Meet Niles!

Hello, Readers.

 

Today, we meet Mr. Niles Chesterfield of Cambridge. London. (He insisted I add that. He’s from Wisconsin. He’s not fooling anyone.) Niles is the senior member of the Grelyak household. Having been adopted from a no-kill rescue somewhere about the turn of the century, (this latest one, not the previous one), Niles has been with MomFOD throughout her college years and all the years beyond. He’ll be celebrating his 18th birthday this year and is still chugging along like a champ. Let’s hear what he has to say!

Niles today. (Well, yesterday, or recently enough, anyway.)

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Crepes: How’s the weather today, Niles?

Niles: What feather?

Crepes: No, the weather!

Niles: Back in Ott 9, I recall a rather beautiful feather. It tickled my fancy, one might say.

Crepes: Right… So, tell us about yourself?

Niles: I have a fabulous shelf. High up on the wall, built by my Alana herself. Quite a good show she put on, really.

Crepes: I see.

Niles: So can I! Hearing’s not so good these days, though.

Crepes: You don’t say.

Niles: It’s Tuesday.

Crepes: I quit.

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Anyway, there you have it! Dear Old Niles, the 17, almost 18, year old black cat with the scruffy fur and a love of cuddling. He would like to represent the senior constituency of our readers.

Niles, at age fifteen and a half.

Niles

Lookin to the future!

Love,

 

Crepes.