WE WOULD LIKE YOU TO MEET STELLA + JOEY
OTIS JOE & ASHLEY JO
Our director of advertising, Ashley Kristjansson, is a self proclaimed crazy cat lady who once upon a time only had one cat. Luckily for Ashley, and the entire world, that one feline, Otis, used this platform to take us on many indoor kitty adventures and earned himself quite the fan following. Upgrading from one to two cats, Ashley would like to introduce her new furbabies, Stella and Joey, whom are now taking over the monthly Main Street Magazine pet web posts. Readers have been granted one of a kind access to the King and Queen of Ashley’s heart and all of their furbaby adventures. Won’t you join us?
[All cat puns are not our intellectual property and are the sole responsibility of our mother who refuses to let twenty four hours go by without using one. – Stella & Joey]
THE CAT FEED: A DAY IN THE LIFE OF
Swim Lessons
Hi furriends. Hope you’re staying cool! Furrom what I hear it’s been supurr hot out there. TGFBAIK! (That stands fur, “thank goodness fur being an indoor kitty!”) Mom has kept the house at a comfurrtable 73 degrees around the clock with the help of the A/C’s and keeping the shades drawn. She’s also been brushing me on a more regular basis. There are some perks to having long hair, but summer heat is not one of them.
On another note, outside, the pool is […]
Dearest Gentle Reader
Dearest gentle reader. Oh my goodness, purrdon me! I’ve been binge watching too much Bridgerton with Mom recently…evfurry episode starts out that way. What I meant to say is, how’ve you all been? Let’s bring each other up to speed.
My flabbers are gasted, AKA I’m flabbergasted that June is already more than halfway ovfurr. We, of course, celebrated Father’s Day this past Sunday. I sure do have the best Dad evfurr. Life would not be the same without him telling me to shush […]
Going to War
Whelp furriends, it’s time to batten down the hatches, slick back your fur, and put on your helmets because we are going to war…against the spongy moth caterpillars. I had no idea they were going to be this bad this year. Consequently, I wasn’t nearly as purrpared as I should have been, so I grabbed the nearest helmet I could (Mom’s bra…only because I’m a little too big to share clothes with Ken) and hunkered down.
My poor kid sister got bitten more times than […]
Emotional Support Animal
This last month has not been easy fur Mom in purrticular. Her paternal grandfather passed away recently, and although Mom is purretty good when it comes to hiding her emotions, I’ve seen her breakdown more than I’d like to admit lately. Although this is completely understandable, I couldn’t just sit back and do nothing. So I shed my tough guy purrsona and became the emotional support animal Mom needed in times of such sorrow. Fur some reason, I always assumed emotional support animals were fur […]
