Posted by on Mar 6, 2018 | 17 comments

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“Well, I am overwhelmed (sniff sniff) and I want to thank you all, the writer, the director, the costume people, the hairdressers, the makeup masters, the catering company, the drivers, the camera anthros,  for helping me get to where I am today, wherever that is, and thanks to all the anthros I have left out because I can’t remember their names and…Hmmm, there’s someone I’m missing.  Oh, yes, THOSE TWO–my mama and papa and all my feral friends who sacrificed so much to get me where I am today“….I think I need a new acceptance speech writer. This is really drek.

Well, mama missed the Oscars at 3am, our time, but she did catch all the results the next morn while I was still snoozing.  I think I want to see Coco, for sure.

Other than that, let us say that they were, in two short words, politically correct.  And of course, Harvey W. got his, whoever this Harvey is.

I think we kitties and doggies should have something like Oscars, maybe we could call them Fidos or Felines or for all animals, Faunas!!

If you ask me, elephants would most likely win, hands down.

I don’t know why I said that but for me, elephants rock!  They never forget ANYTHING, and they work together for the good of the herd, and they adore their young, and they fight for what’s right (stomping on poachers, for example) and…well…they are just Elegant Elephants, with capital Es.

Mama says she loved the Oscars when they were more light-hearted, when Billy Crystal, whoever that is, made funnies, and when dressing up was a bit more of an art.  Still, Oscars are Oscars and there will be another one in a year.  And they are a hallowed event for many.

Maybe I’ll be invited, haha.  I’m already in a tux.

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Mama, make sure I am ready for the cameras, okay?