Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Ko-Ko the Cat. I am a most purr-snickety pussycat…I have an opinion about most everything. I intend to share my thoughts with the world: Whether or not, they are prepared to hear it…that is another matter completely. For, I do believe that the world would be a much better place if the humans would meddle less in the day to day goings on, and simply allow the intelligent pussycats to run things. Now, one may ask, why would a pussycat wish to blog? The answer is quite simple. The other day, I was viewing the television when I saw a dog blogging. “Now, Ko-Ko,”I stated to myself as I snickered beneath my long, white whiskers,”if that creature can blog,…you…most certainly…can blog as well. Therefore, I simply decided to do so. The world would be a much better place…once I share my philosophies of life with the public. Be prepared…Ta-ta!

“Then suddenly, in the distance, he spotted the grass covered hill with a monument placed on the very top. There stood a grand statue. What was that?—He peered intensely, as his golden eyes became more owl-like and focused. My goodness! My goodness gracious! It—was a lion! Now, this was rather ridiculous, he mused, with a squint of his eyes. To think that Mumzy and Popzy had brought him all this way in order to see a statue of a lion was somewhat of a curious idea: However, they had been known to do stranger things than that. Living with them was one adventure after another: Woop-de-doo! Ko-Ko continued staring out of the window in a mesmerized manner. That lion looked quite majestic: For a lion that is, he pondered pensively. Personally, if one were to ask him, he felt that cats were more majestic, but then again, it was perhaps a matter of opinion: His own catty one.”

Excerpt from:          Cat Paws Through History,
                                Ko-Ko the Cat Meets Napoleon Bonaparte
                                By Isabel H. Stepanian
                                All rights reserved.

“Then suddenly, in the distance, he spotted the grass covered hill with a monument placed on the very top. There stood a grand statue. What was that?—He peered intensely, as his golden eyes became more owl-like and focused. My goodness! My goodness gracious! It—was a lion! Now, this was rather ridiculous, he mused, with a squint of his eyes. To think that Mumzy and Popzy had brought him all this way in order to see a statue of a lion was somewhat of a curious idea: However, they had been known to do stranger things than that. Living with them was one adventure after another: Woop-de-doo! Ko-Ko continued staring out of the window in a mesmerized manner. That lion looked quite majestic: For a lion that is, he pondered pensively. Personally, if one were to ask him, he felt that cats were more majestic, but then again, it was perhaps a matter of opinion: His own catty one.”

Excerpt from:          Cat Paws Through History,
                                Ko-Ko the Cat Meets Napoleon Bonaparte
                                By Isabel H. Stepanian
                                All rights reserved.