Well, here’s the deal. Eddie, as you may remember, has been taking acting classes. Yep, acting classes as in “I’m gonna be a star in Hollywood someday” and has now become obsessed with preserving his looks. I caught him writing down the number on one of those infomercials the other day pertaining to “face lift” in a bottle, which has led to the debacle you now see painted above. Phyllis has been following him from spot to spot, holding the parasol over him. Seems he saw one of the shar-pei “wrinkle” dogs and is now afraid he’s getting premature wrinkling from the UV rays.
I don’t think fur wrinkles, at least not on cats, but hey—a girl gets her kicks when and where she can. I have been deliberately asking him if he’s getting enough rest because he looks “tired” in the face. You have never seen a cat move so fast to the bathroom to apply more anti-aging creme on his fur…
Note: This is No. 7 in the Eddie and Phyllis Series.
P.S. Besides–guess who got a card for Halloween? Not me…
Someone named Coco–who thinks Eddie is really handsome–has a painting of him hanging in her bedroom….
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