Hi Gang. It’s Mauricio here. Mom is giving me today, Man-Cat Monday, to post about my latest trip with Cat Scouts. And she says I can have Tuxie Tuesday as well so that I don’t overwhelm you here.
Mom and I learned how to do something new, and I have created a slide show from our first day. I only included five photos as most of our day was spent traveling to the Carolina Queen Riverboat docked in Vicksburg. To see the captions move your cursor anywhere over each photo. You must close the caption for the slides to advance.
We spent the evening dressed in period costumes. I was a gunslinger/cardshark and Allie a Southern Belle in the gown my mom selected for her. She is wearing her diamond collar I sent her for Christmas. Isn’t she just the most beautiful lady-cat you have ever seen? She makes my heart go pitter patter whenever we are together. I am so happy we are both Cat Scouts and can enjoy these adventures together.
When we retired to the Lounge after dinner, I shared a special story with our fellow Cat Scouts. I want to share it with all of you so am keeping the rest of this post short. Mom has promised to feature the story on our sidebar for a short time. I so hope you enjoy it.
The Legend of MAUverick
This is the story of a purrported gunslinger and cardshark, MAUverick, and his beautiful and genteel girlfriend, Allie Scarlett. (She is not related to Austin Scarlett of Project Runway Fame but legend has it that all her gowns were designed by a distant relative named Miss Melanie. They were all hand-sewn by mice seamstresses.)Getting back on track…legend has it that MAUverick could shoot the center heart out of the Ace of Hearts at a hundred paces. No photographic proof exists, so it remains a legend. All reports say, however, that he never drew his gun on any human or cat as he was a peace loving man-cat.
Before meeting Allie Scarlett, MAUverick traveled the Mississippi River on the paddle-wheeled boats playing poker and telling stories about his time in the Old West. Rumor abounds that MAUverick used to keep an ace or two up his sleeve, but this has never been proved. And it is known that he was not a cat of great wealth. Any money he won at cards was always donated to a worthy cat shelter of which there were many along the Mississippi.
Once he met the beautiful and charming Miss Allie Scarlett, he gave up his wandering ways. They settled in a modest cottage in New Orleans where they ran a kitty refuge and tended a garden of cat nip in their spare time. They were said to have lived happily ever after, well into old age, never letting a day go by without holding paws and sharing tender kisses.