Our Sammy is quite the feline thespian. And like all divas, he craves international exposure. When I explained to him that there was some pretty serious competition out there on the web (GrumpyCat for starters), he only said, “Fasten your seat belts. It’s going to be a bumpy night.”
Sammy despises costumes of any sort, and will only perform in the nude. He does consent to wear a fetching green collar, but only because green is his color.
I tried one last time to convey to Sammy the sad truth that if he wants to be a big internet star, he’ll have to spend less time snoozing and more time working on his piano playing. He looked at me like I was nuts. “I already AM a big star. It’s the search engines that are too small.”
He has a bad habit of stalking and taking down any nearby felines if they aren’t feisty enough to defend themselves. Did I mention he’s a diva?