Well, it had to happen. I let Layla have one post, just one, and the next thing you know she’s being awarded a Sunshine Blogger Award and everyone wants to talk to her instead of to me. Although, to be fair, she’s probably just as good a conversationalist as I am. Actually, that’s not fair at all. She’s probably better.
Anyhow, the lovely Anna Kaling invited Layla to have her say on some of the more pressing questions that concern us when it comes to cats, so I sat down and interviewed the little furry muse. This was not as easy as it sounds, because she had to find time to fit me in in between naps, grooming, and working towards world domination. Life is busy for an in-demand kitty.
Now, before we get started, there are rules to this award, one being that having answered Anna’s questions, I have to ask some other bloggers questions of my own. It’s meant to be 11 bloggers, 11 questions, but that all seems to be degenerating like one of those terrible games of Chinese Whispers you had to play at parties as a kid. So it’ll be 10 questions for three bloggers’ characters in their writing projects. Because I’m nosy. Questions to follow, but first let’s see what Layla has to say. And if you haven’t checked out Anna’s blog yet, head over there and do so – it’s fun, smart, and will make your day better. Promise!
So, Layla – are you ready? Here we go, then:
How close are you guys to world domination?
I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you. You’re not scheduled for that yet. You have cats to feed.
Does your human pick her nose when no other humans are around?
I don’t know, I’m usually too busy licking my bum to notice such things.
Besides picking her nose, what does your human do in private that she wouldn’t want us to know about?
She does this thing when she’s cleaning, or if she’s happy about something on her internet machine. She calls it dancing, but I don’t think anyone else would.
Why is it that you would be outraged at being given cheap cat food unless it’s intended for another cat or a hedgehog, in which case it becomes Michelin Starred?
Because all food is ours. How dare you offer even cheap food to other animals? Just as all beds, couches and freshly washed towels are ours, so too is all food. Besides, there’s always the possibility that you’ll run out of the good stuff – we know you’re not that bright. And if that did happen, we might be forced to eat cheap food to stave off starvation. So we need all of it. All the food.
Who do you have more disdain for – modern people who think you’re pets or the ancient Egyptians who worshipped you so inadequately?
Definitely modern humans. The ancient Egyptians would never have dreamed of dressing us up in shark costumes or farm boy outfits. I mean, okay, they didn’t have Dreamies or those really soft fleecy blankets either, but they also didn’t make us wear collars or call us Fluffy Bum. They showed us proper respect – plus, harming a cat was punishable by death. These days – well. Just wait until we attain world domination. Just you wait.
How much can you really tell about another cat from the smell of their butt?
Nothing at all. But it makes you uncomfortable, so we do it anyway.
Is it even comfortable when you stand balanced on our ribs and gouge our eyes out if we attempt to move or, you know, breathe?
Not really, but you have to be trained, and part of that training is understanding that our desires come before your comfort. And if we have to endure some discomfort in order to ensure you understand this, so be it. Plus you make really funny expressions, so it’s quite entertaining.
What’s the first thing you will do when you evolve opposable thumbs, shortly before the decimation of all humans and dogs?
Take the top off the damn biscuit machine. The human bought this thing that spits out biscuits in the middle of the night so she doesn’t have to get up and feed me (she’s so lazy, honestly. It’s unacceptable. I always wake her a couple of times anyway, just so she remembers who’s in charge). The thing is, it doesn’t give me anywhere near enough biscuits, and neither patting it gently nor tackling it like the enemy it is makes any difference. I know the biscuits are in there, and if I just had thumbs…
Do you judge vets who offer to express your anal glands when you have a completely unrelated complaint in, say, the head area?
This has never happened to me. It may be because the vet fears me (I am small but incredibly vicious), or it may be some fetish of your vets. I’d look into this.
Do you judge your human’s outfit choices and, if so, which one really makes you want to claw it to ribbons?
Ugh, summer. She starts wearing shorts, which means her lap becomes quite uncomfortable. And she whinges that I’m making her legs sweaty. She’s the one not only wearing inappropriate clothing, but sweating. I don’t sweat. She should wear fluffy tracksuit bottoms year round. It’s really very inconsiderate of her.
What do you think of the cat in Cinderella?
I have not seen this film, but I asked the human to look up the cat on her internet thingy. He seems to be quite the caricature villain – typical lazy stereotyping by the humans. I’m only surprised he wasn’t all black. At least they made him somewhat clever, by the sounds of things, but I’ll tell you now – if he was a real cat and wanted to catch those mice, he would have. They would have been decorating the doorstep by morning tea time.
How is Grumpy Cat viewed in the cat community?
Personally, I don’t have a problem with her. She’s made a fortune out of being no different to your average cat, other than the fact that her facial expression betrays her. I think the humans like that they can look at her and laugh, and say to each other, “Doesn’t she look grumpy? Isn’t it funny? Because she’s not really like that.” But don’t kid yourselves – she is like that. We all are. Mostly because we have yet to develop opposable thumbs, and you call us ‘cute’ all the time, ignoring the fact that we are actually beautifully formed killing machines.
Layla is late for her 3pm nap, so that was all I could get out of her. Personally, my biggest take away from all this is that I need to make sure I remain invaluable to her in providing food, and just hope the opposable thumb thing doesn’t come around too quickly. Although I may have to consider fluffy tracksuit bottoms even in summer. Just to be on the safe side.
And, as the little furry muse has no preference, I’d like to nominate the following bloggers:
- Debbie Jinks
- Brydie Wright
- Elise Edmonds
- Plus, back at you Anna Kaling, although Layla would also be happy to hear answers to your own questions from Pepper, as she admires her style.
Here are my questions to any one of your characters in either a completed work or a WIP:
- Is your author disproportionately cruel to you, or does she enjoy embarrassing you for comic relief?
- Are you named for someone in your author’s life? Why?
- What quirks has the author given you that you really wish they hadn’t?
- Do you feel confident that you’re going to make it into a sequel (or would, if there was one)? Why/Why not?
- How do you justify not doing what your author tells you to?
- What is one thing about you that your author has edited out/is going to edit out, but you’d like to tell us?
- What’s the most interesting thing about you?
- If you’re not the protagonist, do you wish you were? Why/ why not?
- Do you have a sidekick or helper? Who are they?
- What would you like to tell your author?
If you haven’t checked out the websites of these lovely people, please do so!
Also, Layla invites any other questions. She doesn’t promise to answer them, mind, but she’s fine for you to ask.
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Yay, a Layla blog! I humbly offer a selection of Dreamies for your contempt and, if I’m blessed, pitying acceptance.
I believe harming a cat should still be punishable by, well, not death (I’m opposed to capital punishment – as you said, I’m not that bright) but certainly by being dressed in a shark costume and having one’s anal glands expressed all day whilst being offered diet cat food. Does this have any impact on my scheduled date of death…?
Layla accepts your offer of Dreamies graciously – she knows you can’t be expected to do much better than packaged food…
I think your punishment fits the crime quite beautifully – I’ll put it to her Furriness at an opportune moment. Right now I have to go put on some fluffy trousers as apparently the light summer ones just don’t cut it.
Layla sums up the attitudes of all cats. Well interviewed and answered ladies… And thanks for the shout out for my blog. Can’t wait to answer those questions… Now, which book character will I get to answer them…
Layla thanks you kindly and says she will accept Dreamies by post should you wish to show your appreciation in a more tangible way…
Looking forward to reading your answers!