The Melville Cat: I Am a Cat Food Spokesperson

Good day, friends. Here is some important news from the Melville Cat:

  1. Trixie, the Midget Fluff Ball Menace, is still in my home. She keeps growing larger.
Smokey yawning with Trixie
I’m tired of her and yet she continues to be present.
Smokey and Trixie
Hmph.
  1. I have been hired as a spokesperson – a spokescat, if you will – for the local cat food company, Montego. Montego has recently made some changes to its range of cat foods and they have hired moi to tell you about it.

As I dictate this post to Heather, she insists I tell you the Midget Fluff Ball Menace has also been hired as a Montego spokeskitten. I can’t explain why. She is a child, barely three months old, and has virtually no experience as a social media influencer.

From the Melville Cat: A Kitten in My Castle

Dear readers,

A kitten has invaded my home.

Please help.

Sincerely, The Melville Cat

Trixie the kitten
Yes, I’m sure you find her charming. But I assure you, this kitten is a terrible menace.

Several days ago, Heather came into my house with a large crate. I peered between the bars and hissed with disdain: Inside were several piles of squirmy, dun-colored fluff.

The Melville Cat: My Favorite Feline Instagrammers

From the Melville Cat:

As many of you know, I am an Instagrammer as well as a blogger. You can peruse my Instagram photos at @TheMelvilleCat.

Melville Cat in bedroom
This photo, which portrays me relaxing thoughtfully on my bedroom floor, recently appeared on my Instagram feed. Heather shoots all of my photos, with active direction from me.

I also enjoy following the adventures of my fellow felines on Instagram. The feline Instagram community is prolific, perhaps because cats are so obviously photogenic (especially me).

From the Melville Cat: I'm a Work of Art

From the Melville Cat:

Heather enjoys animal-inspired art. She has a beaded giraffe, for example, as well as a clay porcupine.

But until recently she did not have any art inspired by the most important animal in her life: me.

From the Melville Cat: A Breakup

From the Melville Cat:

I’m writing this post as a favor to Heather. She’s been trying to write it for days – I’ve been watching her – but today she gave up and asked me to do it for her.

A Hillbrow Cat Becomes a Melville Cat

Before reading on, I suggest reading Part 1 of Abby the Tiger’s story.

Humans call me Abby. But they used to call me Tiger.

Abby the Hillbrow Cat in Melville
Abby, formerly Tiger, a well-traveled cat.

Some of you may remember me – I’ve told my story here before. I was born in Hillbrow and I used to live in a boxing gym there. Back then, when I was still a young cat, Heather (the human who owns this blog) asked me to write a guest post for her. She thought my life was very interesting, and I suppose she was right.