WE WOULD LIKE YOU TO MEET OTIS JOE, A CAT LIKE NO OTHER
OTIS JOE & ASHLEY JO
Our director of advertising Ashley Kristjansson is a self proclaimed crazy cat lady … with only one cat. Luckily for Ashley, and now the entire world, that one feline is a world class nap taker, the gold standard of grumpiness, and God’s gift to Instagram. Everyday, tens of hundreds of people are inspired by the one and only Otis Joe to cuddle, mooch, and snack on turkey deli meat to their heart’s content. Otis is a soon to be ten year old house kitty, his lineage is unknown-like most comic book heroes-but mom Ashley believes he is part Turkish Van, perhaps explaining his love for the aforementioned sandwich meat. “I love him as though he were my furrrst born, I am his familiar if you will, unfortunately, my husband is his favorite person-reluctantly I might add-but I will continue to fight for his undying love and attention.” His life has been full of ups and downs, from his early experiences with the outside world to the comfort of his cat stroller, as well as his long battle with “cat acne” Otis has etched his name into the annuals of cat history. Now, for the first time ever, the legendarily lazy feline will allow our cameras into his everyday life. Main Street Magazine and its readers have been granted one of a kind access to the King of Catnaps and all of his furbaby adventures, won’t you join us? What do you say Otis?
[All cat puns are not my intellectual property and are the sole responsibility of my mother who refuses to let twenty four hours go by without using one. -Otis Joe]
THE OTIS FEED: A DAY IN THE LIFE OF
Purretty Packed Schedule
Furrst off, how are you all? We haven’t spoken since last month – paw slapper! Boy they aren’t kitten when they say April showers bring May flowers. We have dandelions galore here at the homestead and the grass is ready fur its second mowing. There’s just something about the way furreshly cut grass satisfies the sniffer.
The second order of business I’d like to discuss is the in depth confurrsation I ovfurr heard Mom and Dad have the other night. They were reviewing all […]
Laundry-The Nevfurr Ending Story
Poor Mom. Her weekends always go something like this: vacuum, grocery shopping, and tackling an avfurrage of five loads of laundry. It’s ameowzing the purroduction that goes specifically into laundry. Sort into multiple piles, switch the loads as they finish, hang some clothes, fold the rest, and put them away.
I guess I can’t feel too bad fur Mom. She could have help but she banned Dad furrom doing laundry years ago. Apparently Mom’s biggest pet peeve was Dad not folding or hanging up laundry […]
Check-Up
Let’s just cut right to the chase this week. Even though I’m feeling absolutely fine, paranoid Mom insisted on keeping my check-up appointment fur my hypothyroidism this past Furrsday. Ellie was off furrom school last week so she helped Mom bring me to the dreaded four-letter word place (the vets). Usually I get to ride shot-gun but Ellie insisted I sit in the back seat next to her. Ellie was very concerned about my car riding meows – she’s nevfurr heard them before. “It’s […]
Hoppy (Belated) Easter
Hey peeps – hope you had a hoppy belated Easter. I’ve failed miserably fur a couple years in a row trying to catch a glimpse of Santy-Paws so I was trying to surpurrise you all with details on the Easter Bunny. I even went as far as putting on this ridiculous costume to blend in. Smart thinking, I know. So without any further-a-do, drumroll please. In true rabbit fashion, the Easter Bunny was quick like a bunny and I didn’t even see his little […]
