CPR 3-28-2012 THE CAMPAIGN FOR THE CORONATION OF CATSBY AS EMPEROR EXPRESSES ITS OUTRAGE OVER MISCHARACTERIZED KITTEN PHOTOS

The Campaign for the Coronation of Jay Catsby as Emperor (Jay Catsby, Treasurer) was outraged over yesterday's characterization of Catsby's Kitten Photos as signifying a metaphorical bellicosity and meowglomania on the part of the Young Catsby.  Said the Campaign, through its Spokes Cat, Jay Catsby:  "Number one, those photos of me playing with a bird are not photos of me playing with a bird, clearly I am playing with my favorite kitten toy, my stuffed mongoose, Monty, and the attempt to deceive CPR readers into thinking I am playing with a Dove that has been dragged through the mud is pre-pussy-posterous." (See Photo 1, Catsby expressing his pre-pussy-posterousness). "Number Two, this preconceived, flimsily packaged narrative that somehow I plan on seizing power like my idol Napoleon, instead of having power handed to me by an admiring Pet World, is nothing more than a hatchet job orchestrated by a desperate Head Pet Administration; the panicked product  of paid  feline PR  flacks and canine PR hacks beholden to a corrupt and incompetent Pet Government." (See Photo 2, Jay Catsby, totally remonstrative). "Lastly, these shameful feeble media attacks by Lady Emma through the Pet Media are as ineffective as they are ill conceived.  Nothing will de-rail my destiny. As my hero famously noted at the Battle of Montereau, "Craignez pas mes amis. La balle qui me tuera doit encore être jetée! " (Fear not my friends. The bullet that will kill me has yet to be cast!")  (Photo 3, Catsby speaking french)

SPONSORED BY NAPOLEON, THE THEME PARK, opening in the Village of Montereau, France, in February 2014, on the 200th
Anniversary of the Battle of Montereau

CPR 3-26-2012 RETRO MONDAY ON A RETRO MONDAY, WITH A POLITICAL TWIST

For a change of pace, the CPR thought it would return Retro Monday to Monday, making it a Truly Retro Retro Monday on a Monday, instead of the sleeker, paradigm shifting Retro Monday on a Wednesday that some subscribers have come to experience in less than retro fashion, insisting that it is either behind or ahead of the true Retro event, and hence confusing when it comes to figuring out how to dress when reading it.  The subject of today's Retro Monday on a Monday event is Jay Catsby.  Lady Emma's Head Pet Campaign Manager, Libby the Cat, who also serves as Lady Emma's Minister of Propaganda, er, rather, her Press Agent, has provided the attached photos with the following commentary:  Photos 1, 2, and 3:  The Young Jay Catsby is seen stalking a Dove, which is a metaphor for Catsby's approach to the Peace Process.  Unlike Lady Emma, whose emissaries (Daisy the Cat) have successfully mediated a cease fire to the hostilities between household pets, Jay Catsby wants war, and conflict, because only by provoking conflict can achieve his nefarious aims of ruling the Pet World, and destroying the democatracy established at 549 Paddock Avenue.  Note that in the photo the Dove is brown, because before stalking it, Jay Catsby dragged it through the mud, in a metaphorical attempt to tarnish Lady Emma's diplomatic triumphs.  (Of course the photo was taken before Jay Catsby had any dreams of empire, or any mastery of metaphors, but let's not let the facts get in the way of Lady Emma's political agenda.  The CPR reports, and Lady Emma directs you to the truth.) The photos also show Catsby attacking the mud besmirched Dove of Peace, wrestling with it, and proving even in his young kittenhood his bellicosity and meglomania. (More aptly termed "meow-glomania").

SPONSORED BY THE TRUTH, CONCERNING WHICH, LADY EMMA'S ADMINISTRATION HAS A MONOPOLY ON.

CPR 3-25-2012 SATURDAY NIGHT AT THE MOVIES, BUT NO SUNDAY MATINEE

This past Saturday night was an active one for the pets at 540 Paddock Avenue.  Lady Emma, after putting off Max Savejs for weeks, finally accepted his invitation to come over to his house to watch a movie.  Max cleverly cued up Disney's "Lady and The Tramp" on the DVD,which turned out to be a good movie choice. (Certainly better than Max's other suggestion for a movie, which was Disney's "John Carter"-- Lady had been put off by the reviews, as well as by the prospect of watching a movie with Max, and his "Roman" paws,  in a darkened theater).  Lady identified with the title heroine,  and Max saw a little bit of himself in the Tramp, particularly in the scene where Jock sucks down the spaghetti in the street cafe, to the accompaniment of a cliched Italian chef playing the concertina and singing "Bella Notte".  (Actually, the romance for both Lady and Max was in the scenes where food was consumed by the dogs).  Pharoah also had a Saturday night date, his usual with the mature, retired school teacher across the street.  He and the "Teacher" watched a dvd of "Harold and Maude", the classic 1971 dark comedy starring Ruth Gordon and Bud Cort, which had everything the May-December couple could want in a movie, except inter-species romance. After the movie, it is not clear what Pharoah and the "Teacher" did for the rest of the evening,  but Pharoah once again didn't come home until the morning, and once home pretty much sacked out the rest of the day. (Photo 1).  Inspired by the escapades of Lady and Pharoah,  Libby the Cat tried to coax a young Darnell  to go see a Sunday Matinee with her, but Darnell was less than inspired by the prospect of spending his Sunday with a feline old enough to be his great grandmother, so despite the attempted seductive pose struck by LIbby (Photo 2), he politely turned her down  by pushing her away from himself with his paws as far as he could. (Photo 3).

SPONSORED BY DISNEY'S JOHN CARTER.   A MOVIE SO BAD NOT EVEN CATS AND DOGS WILL GO SEE IT.

CPR 3-24-2012 CPR CLASSIC 10-22-2011 LOOKING FOR THE HEART OF SATURDAY NIGHT

This has been a busy week for Lady Emma. There was the launching of the new
feature, Lady Emma's Diary, which turned out to be a forgery, and then there was
threatened legal action, and an authentic diary entry, then the unmasking of the
forgerer  by Pharoah, and the revelation that the forgerer was Max.  So Lady
could be excused if all she wanted to do this Saturday night was take a nap. But
it's not in Lady Emma's nature to lie down on a Saturday night.  Well, it is in
her nature. But she was revived by Kathleen, who, in missing Virginia, has
focused her maternal  energy and transferred many of her social ambitions to
Lady, by 1) buying her a tutu and encouraging her to take up ballet (Photo 1);
2) curling her fur to achieve a glamour look (Photo 2); and 3) slaving over
Lady's cuticles (Photo 3), so that Lady's paws don't rip through her fashion
puppy hose.  After spending an hour or two working on Lady's look, Kathleen was
surprised when a car pulled up and a handsome dog honked the horn to take Lady
to a movie.  Money Bowl.  Apparently a film about a small market kennel trying
to compete in the Westminster Dog Show by feeding its dogs low cost, special
diet dog food.

Sponsored by Money Bowl, a film about a small market kennel trying to compete in
the Westminster Dog Show by feeding its dogs low cost, special diet dog food.

CPR 3-23-2012 THE EMPEROR CATSBY DEMOTES PHAROAH FOR HIS PUBLIC RELATIONS FAUX PAW

The Emperor Catsby was angered by what he viewed as the disloyalty of Pharoah in allowing himself to be photographed by the CPR making peace with Libby.  (Photo 1 of Catsby being very very angry).  "Everyone knows the media is in the tank for Lady Emma and her administration" Catsby complained. "Those photographs went out to the pet world, and now pets in the regions to be conquered, er, rather, ruled by me, will think that Lady is somehow competent to be in charge."  Catsby decided to exile Pharoah to the basement at 540 Paddock to teach him a lesson, but he needed a second in charge. To that end, he attempted to cajole Darnell into waking up and paying attention. (Photo 2).  "Wake up Darnell" Catsby growled. " I need you to serve as my Chief of Staff!"  Darnell woke up and wanted to know if the position came with a parking spot. "What do you mean a parking spot? You don't drive a car!"  "Not yet" said Darnell, "But Pharoah says he has an in with Virginia, and that he can get her to give him the keys to the Mustang any time he wants.  He's going to teach me to drive"  Well, that did it for Catsby. (Photo 3)  " You two are giving me a headache.  Go park yourself in the cellar with Pharoah and stay there until you are ready to rule the world with me! And maybe, maybe, when you have re-ordered your priorities, I will let you drive one of my tanks."  Darnell happily trotted off to join Pharoah in the cellar, as he didn't know about any ordering of priorities (Is ordering a priority like ordering a pizza, he wondered) but the idea of driving a tank sure excited him.

SPONSORED BY THE PET MEDIA THAT'S IN THE TANK FOR LADY EMMA.  JUST WAIT UNTIL DARNELL GETS BEHIND THE WHEEL OF THAT TANK AND FINDS OUT WHO HIS REAL BOSS IS!