Many of you may not be familiar with the inner workings of our raku pottery, The Alchemist’s Studio.
Interesting fact, we are actually run by our feline overlord Chairman Meow (he has many names!), who has surprisingly, kind of … sort of, got into the Christmas spirit.
He has agreed to a rare tell all interview after turning down many a prestigious catozine. Without further adieu, let’s get to it.
The Alchemist’s Studio: What is your role at the pottery?
Chairman Meow: I have many important jobs. I would say my most important job is quality control. Late at night when the pottery and vases are drying before they are fired I inspect them. If they do not meet my high standards for quality, or I am bored, I push them off the table. It is hard work, but I do love my job.
Wait, no one told me I would have to dress up for this interview. Crazy humans.
When will humans learn that this custom is largely frowned upon by felines everywhere!
The Alchemist’s Studio: What are some of the things you love about Christmas?
Chairmen Meow: I think it is rather acceptable that my human subjects bring a tree in for me and decorate it in my honour. I do feel it is the least that they can do for the pleasure of being in my presence and all the joy I bring to everyone every day, whether it be stalking their feet, scratching the trim in doorways (they should really get new trim around here), and knocking ornaments off the tree and playing with them.
Look into my beautiful eyes and pet me. So I can get bored of it and swat you. Much more fun for us both than some silly antlers.
The Alchemist’s Studio: What would you like for Christmas this year?
Chairman Meow: Not wearing these antlers would be a good start! I asked for catnip, kitty treats and a foil ball, but all I got for Christmas were these stupid antlers. I know you think you are being cute, but just be aware I have some special plans for you next year when all my plans for world domination come to fruition.
Or maybe I will take a nap in a sunbeam.
At this point our beloved Chairman finds a way to liberate himself from the antler scourge, finds a sunbeam and rests up for his next bout of kitty crazies! Have you ever dressed your pets up for Christmas? If so, what was your favourite costume they wore?
