Let’s start with the background: we share our home with four feline people: Maggie (a calico who, if human, would have grade school report cards saying “doesn’t play well with others”), Ben-Bob (who is on Prozac and sometimes seems to be autistic), Jill (the only “normal” cat in the herd who is usually designated as the “in-charge” cat), and Jack (a big male who thinks he is very tiny). Today we got in the mail a Pootie Pad (hereafter designated as the P-pad) from Sara R. What follows is a marketing research report from our housemates.
Jack’s reaction:
I want. I want. I want. I don’t care if the crazy cat [Maggie] is hissing at me. I want. Mine. Mine. Mine. Not gonna share. Mine.
Ben-Bob jumps on table to see why Jack is excited. Ben-Bob’s report:
Oooooh. Looks fun. Let’s share!!!!
Jack’s response:
No. No. No. Mine. Mine. Mine. Not gonna share.
Mine. Mine. All Mine. Don’t wanna share. Mine.
Marketing research conclusions: The P-pad is pootie approved!! Most important, Jill gives her approval:
For more information see Pootie Pad Palooza