

Elizabeth pointed out that there are just a few similarities between Horatio and dear little Oliver. Is that fair? Okay, so Oliver is orange-striped, middle-aged and definitely self-centered. But he's a "cat in a million," so why shouldn't he have his own way? Okay, so Oliver lives in a house with ten other cats and still thinks that he's an only pet. Actually, he thinks that he's a little person and the rest are just nuisances. Okay, so he only eats Max Cat chunkies in gravy from his own special green and white bowl. And he only eats them once you've mixed them up for him and placed them on top of the washing machine. Okay, so he's only happy when Mom is sitting at her computer desk, so that he can sleep in his special bed that's up there next to her. Or if it is evening, he sleeps on his special pillow while she watches a movie. And what's so wrong about sitting in the suitcase if it looks like we're going somewhere? Maybe we won't notice and just take him along.
Alright, so he's spoiled rotten, but he is the best cat in the world --- in our opinion. He prances around the house, following us from room to room (hoping that we'll sit down and pay attention to him). He lives for the hour when he gets his special food, and his favorite toy is anything that's been thoroughly coated in catnip. All in all, I don't see any resemblance between Oliver and Horatio, but . . .
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