Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Making headlines

I had no idea when I started training for this job the amount of attention I would be getting.

On Friday I had a visit with a reporter from the Lafayette Journal & Courier.  Her name is Jillian Ellison.  You can tell she's really smart because she thought my new job would make a great story.  (And she was right.)  She petted me and took some pictures and talked a little bit to Christine and Karen and then went home to write about me.

The story is called "Thorntown library takes in cat by 'chance'" and you can read it here: Chance's story.

For the record, I am NOT as chubby as Jillian's picture makes me out to be.  This is a better representation of my figure:

This is before I murdered Kathy's mechanical pencil.
Today a boy came to visit me and kissed me right on the head!  I'm also getting extra treats from everybody on account of being in the newspaper.

The only bad thing I have to report is that Karen brought in some new kind of "food" for me to try.  I sniffed at it (yuck) and tried to cover it.  You know, like you do with poo?  We'll see if she gets the hint.  Thankfully this nonsense is coinciding with extra-treat day.

Feeling loved (and a bit hungry),

Chance

Thursday, July 7, 2016

Hot off the press!

Well, I guess this job is the real deal since I was featured on the front page of the Friends of the Library newsletter:


I was described as "frowny" faced with "stubby" whiskers!  But my coworkers intended to be descriptive, not mean.  (My whiskers are kind of stubby.)

Oh, and I have *bling* now:

My name is on there!!!!
If you click the picture to biggify, you'll see my name on there!  Chance!  That's me!  And on the backside is my phone number in case I wander off and can't get back inside my library again.  Dr. Jon stabbed me with a microchip, too, so I can be reunited with my coworkers if I stray from home.  

A Friend of the Library named Mandy donated a water fountain for me since I love love love faucet-water.  It's pretty great and helps take the edge off of my water-faucet fixation.  

I have not ventured into the youth department much yet.  It is Summer Reading Time and it gets CRAZY down there!  I go down and check things out in the morning when everybody's coming to work, but other than that I stay in the adult department where it's a bit (but only a bit) quieter.  

This is not really the quiet job I was expecting.  At least not at 2 p.m. on Tuesdays and Thursdays in June and July.  Yikes!

I have a lot to learn about this place!

Officially yours, 

Chance

Saturday, June 25, 2016

An Introduction

Hi!  My name is Chance.  Here is a picture of me:

I am much friendlier than I look!
I am called "Chance" because I was kind of a mess when a nice man discovered me lying in his yard, wounded, underweight, and dehydrated.  He thought maybe I belonged to his neighbor-lady, so he called to let her know about me.

I did not belong to the lady.  HOWEVER.  Lucky for me that neighbor-lady was Karen Niemeyer, and she decided I deserved a second chance. Chance.  Get it?  She took me to the Thorntown Veterinary Clinic and they fixed me right up, though it did take a while for me to recuperate.  You can read the whole story here.

This library is a pretty cool place.  My coworkers have told me that I had an awesome predecessor named Tober who kind of led the way for me to become a Library Cat.  Of course, you all already know that, since I'm writing on his blog.  In fact, Tober was just featured in a book called The True Tails of Baker & Taylor, The Library Cats who Left Their Pawprints on a Small Town. . . and the World.  Author Lisa Rogak interviewed Tober last year, and when she asked him if there was anything else he'd like to add, he said "Being a Library Cat is one of the best jobs in the whole world.  If you are a cat and you have the opportunity to become a Library Cat, go for it!"

So I did.

The food here is great, the space is fantastic, and I love the abundance of belly rubs administered on a daily basis.  Tober had a pretty great gig.

I thought about making a Facebook page, but not everybody has Facebook--and I don't want anyone to miss out on reading about my great new life!  Then I thought about making my own blog page--but I think people should also have the opportunity to read about Tober, the Original Thorntown Public Library Cat.  He had some fantastic adventures!  So I hope no one minds me hanging out here adding to Tober's already awesome collection of blog posts.

Here's another picture of me.  I hear you can't have too many cat pictures on the Internets!

How I greet the people in the morning.
Now we've been properly introduced.  I can't wait to meet you all and share my stories with you!

Headbutts,

Chance

PS - Thanks to Tober's friend (and hopefully, now mine) Cauli Le Chat for a warm welcome!

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Goodbye.

I am gone.  

No one knew—but I’ve been very quietly fighting a battle with Cancer.  My staff had noticed I wasn’t feeling up to snuff, but—trooper that I am—I would rally and perk up and act good-as-new.  

We went to a couple of V-E-T appointments, but bloodwork didn’t reveal anything too out of the ordinary.

No one even knew about my Cancer until my V-E-T Dr. Jon went rummaging around in my belly to see what was wrong.  When he found what he found—oh, it was pretty far along, too far along, and my staff bravely decided to help me over the Bridge.  (I trained them about the importance of Bravery—especially when you’re small.)

I know a lot of people are sad to read this.  I was a pretty popular guy, and handsome, and smart, and charismatic, and never again will such a Magnificent set of whiskers be seen in Thorntown, Indiana, USA.  I heard that lots of people were asking about me during my hospitalization.

I want all of the sad people to remember that I lived one of the best of all possible lives.  I went from a homeless, unwanted stray to become a World-Famous Library Cat.  I had 14,000 square feets of climate-controlled Inside, complete with snack-drawers at every desk.  I had multiple loving mommies, a few daddies, and scores of fans who made special visits to see me. 

My library is full of soft chairs.  I’ve slept in every. single. one.  I tipped every trash-can, gnawed every cord, and found all of the best sunbeams.  I knocked over water-glasses, sat on planners, and attacked rogue Zucchinis.  I never went a day without a tummy rub or a chin-scritch. 

Life was good.  Life IS good. 

Thank you, blogging friends and blog followers, for reading and sharing my adventures.  It’s been a pleasure getting to know all of you.  

Not even this post is complete without a shot of my handsomeness.
My blog will remain online so that people can continue to read my stories and remember all of the happy times we shared.  

Purrs, headbutts, and my best to you all,


Tober

Monday, November 16, 2015

Who knows?

Is there something on my nose?


Happy Monday!

Tober