Our boy Blackie just got back to Chicago after a quick trip to Mardi Gras, where he served as “Big Cheese” at this year’s Krewe of Fromage Parade. This is a huge honor for anyone, but especially for a cat, since Krewe membership is generally restricted to mice—and only those from New Orleans high society, at that.
You may notice that the costume Blackie wore as he performed his royal duties bears a slight resemblance to the one worn by “King” Will Ferrell, who reigned over Sunday’s Krewe of Bacchus Parade—a similar event with a few key differences: Including, Will reportedly tossed beads, coins and cowbells into the crowd—not cheese. (What fun is that?)
Happily for us, there was a ton of cheese leftover after the celebration, which Blackie filled his suitcase with, and toted home. This meant that on the heels of Fat Tuesday, we all enjoyed a Big Fat Wednesday around here, too. (Likely to be followed by Puffy Thursday, Muffin Top Friday, and Elastic Waistband Saturday.)
Meanwhile, congratulations, Good King Blackie, on your wonderful and well-deserved honor. Whether it’s on top of a mouse float, all duded up, or under the piano, fast asleep (like you are right now), you definitely rule!
You go Blackie!!!
I particularly like elastic waistband Saturday.
Thanks, Linda — I’ll be sure and pass that along. (It’s so rare that Blackie gets to be in the limelight, with Ms. Charlotte around. I know he’ll be pleased.)
And, yes, alas, every Saturday is pretty much Elastic Waistband Saturday around here. Living next door to America’s Dairyland (Wisconsin) and all their tempting varieties does not help matters much!