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),