The Irish roots run deep with the cats of this household. even though we’re officially uncertain about either Tabs’ or Rosie’s true origins, by default they’ve taken on the family’s legacy, which makes them both a quarter Scotch-Irish.
Rosie reminded me this morning that Tuesday is St. Patrick’s Day. When she discovered Tabs’ preferred St. Paddy’s Day collar, she tried it on. I believe she was likewise secretly hoping she’d discover his end-of-the-rainbow treasure, however he was extremely secretive about its whereabouts. He never told me where he hid it. I suspect it’s buried in the front lawn somewhere close to Sushi the Betta fish (R.I.P.), who died under suspicious circumstances.
I believe Tabs’ finest St. Patrick’s Day was the one he acted as master of ceremonies for the regional feline chapter of the Knights of the emerald Isle, where he used his household collar with pride.
Rosie’s a lot more of an introvert, so she’ll be costs her St. Patrick’s Day at home. Also, she’s practicing social distancing from other cats in light of present events.
Who used it better: quite woman Rosie or Tabs?
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
And PGR rocking her new shamrock charm
Happy St. Patrick’s week to all you Irish cats out there.
Your friendly community appeal addict,