|Fancy that! She made the headlines!|
Angelina: The pleasure is mine, Nikki. I'll try to answer as truthfully as I can.
Nikki: Alright. First question, what made you do it, and why?
Angelina: Ooh...you mean why did I run away? Hmmm....let me tell you, honestly I was inspired by that classic, The Prince and The Pauper by Mark Twain. I imagined myself as the prince, wanting to sample life as a pauper. Yeah...that's why I did it.
|Angelina was inspired by this book, she said. Look at that character on the cover trying to go over a balcony! (pic from Uncle Google)|
Angelina: Yeah...I wanted to sample life as a peasant, I can't do it if any of you had tagged along. It would also reveal my true identity.
Nikki: Tell me, who did you meet and are the alley cats, the feral and the roaming felines friendly?
Angelina: Being cooped up indoors makes me realise how cut off I am from the crowd. Don’t you feel the same, Nikki? So, communicating with the strays and the ferals was not easy. OMG! Thank God I was spayed.
Nikki: Weren’t you scared?
Angelina: Not really coz this area of ours is brightly lit. The neon lights help.
Nikki: Didn’t you miss the comfort? The fluffy mattress, air conditioning, served food? The internet, blogging, google?
Angelina: Of course. That’s why I came back….errr….made myself found. After six nights of sleeping in the open, sheltering at corridors when it rained....I told myself I wasn't cut out to live like a pauper. I was also soooo hungry.
Nikki: Any bad habits you picked up?
Angelina: I don’t know if you want to call them bad habits. Hmmm….let me see…I have a liking to waste bins now….I had to forage when I was out there, you know…Mama doesn’t seem to like that at all.
Nikki: Of course she won’t like that. She serves our food in a platter every morning so why would you want to forage still?
Angelina: Old habits die hard, Nikki….err…newly acquired habits, in my case.
Nikki: What are your plans now that you’re back?
Angelina: I’m going to campaign that Mama and Dad allow us to be outdoors, supervised of course. Perhaps we can use a harness or something. It’s also to encourage Mama to exercise. What do you think?
Nikki: Sounds good and workable. Perhaps you can write a proposal and submit to the family for approval?
Angelina: Will do. There’s also another matter on my mind...but it's kinda delicate.
Nikki: What is it Angelina? You can tell me.
Angelina: Hmm....since you insist I'll tell you. I notice that there are so many tabbies in this area. Some of them were even mistaken for me. So, what if we hold a competition to look for Angelina's lookalike. All those tabbies can compete for a lifetime supply of Royale Fancy Feast.
Nikki: OMG! Your vanity defies gravity.
Angelina: I know….*smirks* I call that self confidence.
Nikki: Hmm….last question, OK. I heard that you lost weight. Really?
Angelina: Oh yes. I did. At least a kilogram, the weighing machine didn’t lie I hope. Mama says I'm lighter when she lifts and cuddles me, see here (pointing at butt area) it's obvious here. You can feel my butt bones.
|MMS sent to Mama at 1am on May 26, 2011, a week after running away.|
Angelina: Come on...we're family...
Nikki: It’s OK. Thanks but no thanks. I think we should wrap up this session.
Angelina: Really? So soon? I have heaps more to tell you.
Nikki: It’s OK. Until next time, ciao! I have to run now.
Angelina: Alright. See yah….. My pleasure too, Nikki.
Nikki's note: Angelina's not an easy subject to interview. Next in line is Mama. I hope she'll be easier to talk to. Me so not ready to be pawpawrazzi. meowww....Nikki.