This might come as surpurrise to some of you; but I feel like it’s time to finally come clean and tell the truth now that we’re 146 posts in. I’m not really a writer, nor do claim to be or think this would be the purrfect purrofession fur me. In between catnaps recently, I’ve been giving it a lot of thought as to what I want to be when I grow up. Depending on how you look at it, I’m going to be 13 in a couple months and really need to think about the long term goal. In human years, I’ll be 68 and retiring soon – leaving me in need of a hobby.
Regardless, I’ve been contemplating becoming a teacher; to be more specific, one who teaches the language of cats. I’m inspired by how much concentration Ellie puts into dissecting my evfurry meow. She might be little, but always spot on with her translations. “Otis Joe wants treats.” Finally someone who understands me! Now if I could only get Mom to respond speaking cat in the correct way we would be all set. She always throws in way too many syllables. Fur example, a simple ‘Meow’ becomes ‘Meow-ow-ow-ow’. On second thought – teaching might be too furrustrating fur me.
The next option is becoming a purrfessional artist. Once again I find myself to be inspired by my kid sister. She really likes to color and is learning to stay in the lines. I purrsonaly am a fan of the abstract look. I’m not so sure I’d be handy using crayons or markers, but painting sounds fun! Yeah, I could substitute a paintbrush fur my tale and my paws would make fur a purrfect stamp effect. Only purroblem I see with this career choice is the mess it makes. I am my mother’s child – I don’t like messes.
I guess its back to the drawing board fur me…unless you have any recommendations? I’d be happy to hear your thoughts.