Sunday, January 29, 2012

Welcome to the World of Mister Marmee

Hello dear friends, for friends I hope you will all soon become. Welcome to my life – the life of a not so ordinary British cat. My full name is Mister Tittleewinks Marmalade. There is a bit more whimsy to it than any respectable gentleman could appreciate. I was lovingly christened so by my sweet Annie when I was too young to protest such a fanciful title. It is a name she has affectionately maintained throughout all of the years we have been together. My friends and colleagues, however, call me Mister Marmee, or just plain Marmee; and so dear friends, it is that name which I ask you to use. Although I am well acquainted with the idea of sharing my thoughts and experiences with the public through my memoires and through the serials I have published in the newspaper, I am a novice to blogging and the internet. In my time and place, we do not have such wondrous things.

I am on a journey of sorts; to share the many adventures I have experienced over the years with an audience I never could have hoped to reach. That audience is you. My understanding has always been that an author’s best friends are his quill, ink, and paper. As long as he has all three, he may write to his heart’s content. In my case I use my claw. It is much easier and more convenient to sharpen. I have learned however during my brief time here in this current age, such instruments of writing are not required. As a matter of fact, much of what I have always taken for granted as being fundamental to daily life has become superfluous and unnecessary in yours.

You see, I am from the time period you call the Victorian Era. I live in what you consider your past. What year I was born, I cannot fully attest to, but I can assure you, life as I have always known it is not that much different from your own. Though we are lifetimes apart from one another, I have been given a special gift to share small vignettes of my life through this blog. Call it my time portal if you will. I cannot physically transport myself to your modern age, but a part of me is linked to your time nonetheless, no matter how improbable it might seem. I invite you to join me on this quest, and perhaps we shall learn a thing or two from each other. Perhaps we shall find we are closer kin than we ever could have imagined.

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