(A large, distinguished grey tabby with snowshoes, impressive black stripes and spots stretches slowly before settling into a perfectly sitting position).

 

“The name's Otis Charles. I’ve been around since 2009. That would make me the senior member of the Totally Feline ™ crew, not that I'm keeping track. Let's just say I've seen a few things, learned what matters, and figured out that most situations improve with a well-timed nap and the right attitude.”

 

“I've got this rescue thing down to a science now. It took the humans long enough to find me back in '09. But, hey, good things come to those who wait. These days, I leave the dramatics to the younger cats. Me? I prefer the refined approach, a slow blink here, a measured purr there, maybe claiming the best spot in the house without having to ask twice. Except for some members in the house I prefer not to mention. (pause and complete word in quiet voice) Edgar.”

 

Age brings wisdom, and wisdom brings. Well, the ability to get exactly what you want without breaking a sweat. Or a whisker. At least most of the time.”

( Otis causally flicks his tail as he relaxed upon his comfy cat couch and ended his conversation with) It was so nice to meet you. 

(As Otis was completing his introduction and got up from his comfortable couch and walked out of the living room, a breeze of wind blew into the room. A black male cat with silk-like fur shimmers under the light. With a party and hip-hop manner he begins his introduction.)

YO, YO EDGAR SHABA aka THE RENEGEDE IN THE HOUSE! That's right, my homey cats. I have been bringing the energy of pure dopeness since my grand rescue debut in 2012! Woohoo!”

 

“Calm isn’t my name, I’m too wild to tame. Even my own cat mom and littermates couldn’t stop me. I am the RENEGEDE. Going to the cat school helped me relieve some of that pent-up energy. I LOVE TO TRAIN especially for TREATS! “

 

“When it comes to 3 AM zoomies I am the best. Little GE has nothing on me. I am the cat’s meow. I INVENTED 3 AM funky fresh house party time zoomies! Every cardboard box is a nightclub, every paper bag is a dance floor and every closed door is a PERSONAL CHALLENGE!”

 

( With an unexpected twist he does a spontaneous backflip off the nearest surface onto the floor)

 

“Otis Charles is very predictable? Love the cat daddy, but PLEASE…life's too short not PARTY! 

( Edgar dances around the room with an exhilarating dance and begins break dancing.) I've got approximately seventeen different meows. AND I USE THEM ALL. Sometimes simultaneously. The humans rescued me in 2012 and they've been living in the most exciting and entertaining life they have ever had. Loud Purrs, catnip and treats.”

 

(Suddenly, Edgar stops dancing and turns serious in his tone) “I admit sometimes I can be a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. But…” (Edgar begins moving his body again with an exciting dance routine) I prefer to party. Every day's a party when Edgar Shaba is in the house! TREATS and of that crazy jazz. Now if you'll excuse me, I hear music. I think there's a party I need to crash.” 

 

(With the speed of lightning Edgar zooms out of the room. A sleek and elegant petite tuxedo cat enters the room with each paw placed with deliberate grace. The sunlight shining from the grand window in the family living room cast upon her shunning eye accentuating her green eyes with an overcast yellow. With a soft southern accent she introduced herself.)