Good Evening, this is Patricia and I’m here with Breeze, the mascot of Miss Breezy’s Box. I have been given permission to interview her here on her high perch.
An Interview With Breeze
Patricia: Do you know where you came from?
Breeze: I was born to a black cat, I forgot her name. She was feisty, she almost took the ear off a pit bull. She belonged to a friend of yours and she gave me and my siblings away to loving homes.
Patricia: Do you remember the day you were adopted?
Breeze: Oh yes, it was a very stressful day. I took the trip to my new home in a vehicle and ran in a panic around and around. Once there, I was introduced to two very large dogs. I hissed and growled at them and then I eventually learned that they adored me as I did them.
Patricia: What do you think of your adoptive siblings?
Breeze: Ozzbourne is great, he’s just there, here, wherever..uh….Really, I just can’t say much about him.
Harley-I took him under my wings and now I regret that. He body slams me while walking down the hallway. He also persists to annoy me after several hisses and smacks I give him across the face. The darn kid is a glutton for punishment.
Patricia: What are your favorite toys?
Breeze: Medium size balls that have fuzz, so I can tuck them into my tummy and kick them with my claws out. OH!! and plastic balls with bells inside them. They produce great sound effects.
Patricia: What are your duties as Mascot, supervisor and quality control of Miss Breezy’s Box?
Breeze: As Mascot-I have to endure photo shoots, supervisor-I watch the production process and as quality control-I grab the product and play with it fast and quick before it gets snatched away. Sometimes , the product has to be re-crafted, but that’s not my problem.
Patricia: What do you think of your adoptive human parents?
Breeze: You’re great, I know you miss her dearly, but now that Tabatha has passed, I can approach you. It is very entertaining to watch you around the house doing this and that.
The big guy-We have..uh…I think you call it a twisted relationship. I like to get ruff in our play by hissing and swatting with my claws out. He gives it right back with a tap on my side, head or a tug on my tail. I know you think I’m really mad at times, maybe sometimes I am, but I would just run away if that were the case. Besides I have to win by getting the last strike in, when I draw the blood. Game over!
Patricia: Well, thank you Breeze, I don’t have anymore questions.
I have enjoyed interviewing you. I appreciate you more everyday.
Breeze: Thank you.