Spotlight Thursday
Welcome my friends to SPOTLIGHT THURSDAY. This is the time that I will introduce you to one of my fellow anipals so you can get to know them better. Some of them, you may already know. We hope that you enjoy this series!
Name: My name is Shelagh Na Gig, which is shortened to Shelagh at home. My slave human believes she picked it from a PJ Harvey song she’s fond of, but obviously I just did some ninja-jedi mind control on her so that she gave me the name of a pagan Goddess. My true name will remain ineffable – of course.
Age: I’m ten years on this planet but as a goddess, I’m obviously eternal within the universe.
Location: I was born in the Royal Palace (Now the Asian Art Museum – see wikipedia ) by Liston in Corfu Town and currently reside in less than palatial surroundings in a Central Athens flat with my human slave and 2 cat minions.
Web/Blog Page: https://kizbotblog.wordpress.com/ is where my human rants on about Greek politics and wibbles on about food. Though you will find pictures of me and the other two urchin dolts she has forced me to endure as residents of my Royal Court. Neither of them can ever hope to equal my beauty, royal elegance or supreme deity intelligence. But tolerate them I must.
What were your first thoughts when you met your new parents? Fortunately, I only have to put up with one human slave. It’s quite trying to mind control the idiots, so one will suffice. My early childhood was marked by some rather unregal deprivation and when I saw the woman, who I instantly recognized as an easy mark, I simply walked up and sat on her. To give credit where it’s due, she is at least relatively quick on the uptake and agreed to my terms of ownership of her almost as instantly as I laid them out.
What was the defining moment when you knew you were in your forever home? When she brought me back to Athens after an intensely annoying journey where I was forced to sit in a cage. A CAGE! The indignity of it! Forced to sit for many hours travelling in a cage! Anyways, upon arrival she immediately let me out onto the balcony and said, ‘If your highness would care to peruse her new surroundings?’ or words to that effect, then I knew she would make a good servant.
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What has been your biggest “Oh no, now I’ve done it” moment so far in your home? I’ve had no such moment as I am perfection in royal cat form. However, the moment that the slave most tried my patience was when she came back with the House Pest – Dora. It’s taken 3 years to recover from the shock and then she brought back another one. At least the new edition, though young and stupid, is entirely black, whereas the house pest looks like a Jersey Cow – so common! I have finally come to accept that Dora serves a purpose as another minion. Thus she is tolerated – under protest.
Who do you have wrapped around your paws more – mom or dad – and why? The slave is generally easy to mind control and is extremely well behaved apart from the two major slip ups when she has returned with unwelcome additions to my Royal residence
What’s the biggest misconception that humans think about you? As I’m exceedingly and regally beautiful there are some idiotic humans who think this means they have permission to lay their hands on me. The slave has been instructed to warn them of the inadvisability of deigning to touch a goddess but they often ignore her warnings and are dealt a lightning claw strike to put them in their place. Only the slave is allowed close proximity.
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Hope you enjoyed meeting my friend – check back next week for another Spotlight edition!
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