And then it dawned on me. Exploitation. Not me, my cat, Tony. He is fricking gorgeous, and he knows it. Surely I can exploit him the way stagemothers exploit their beautiful children, right? And it won't even mess up his psyche, because he's too dumb to realize what's going on. I mean, he thinks pens are the coolest thing ever.
So I did some internet searching...and there are certainly photo contests. But it seems that the only prizes are CALENDARS, CAT FOOD and KITTY LITTER. WTF? Where's the cash I need? I mean, yes, Tony does need food and litter - but my roommate buys that shit. (Yes, I want to exploit an animal I do not even own. Don't judge me. My roommate makes studio money, and she talked me into letting her buy him; she called me from Petco and was like "Amandaaaaaaa there is this really pretty orange one and he's so cute can we get him please please PLEAAAASE?" What can I say, I'm a sucker for that slight Oklahoma drawl.)
So I guess I'll be looking for more profitable endeavors. Do let me know if you've got a connection in the cat modeling world, though. I'm telling you, Tony's hott:
He'll even cuddle with you between 10 am and 7 pm. (The rest is CRAZY TIME, during which my couch becomes a hurdle and no pens are safe.)
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