Edger is one made-eye feline, wild I tell you.
Once he took me on this 24 hour trip, we traveled in style, in his big ol' jet air-o-liner. The local distention was Los Cabos Mexico where Edger was going to score some mad cat-nip that he and his crew just can't seem to get their paws on here in the states. I wouldn't say that nip is illegal ... but boy is it strong. He called me in to help negotiate the deal (After all I'm a Chihuahua, he needed me as translator for the local lingo). When the job was done he paid me off in chew toys and rawhides. We had one wild night down there - he was dippin' into that nip and I was drinking Tequila shots, I don't remember much after my 2nd tequila popper (that's a lot, remember, I only weigh six pounds) but some time around dawn we staggered back to his plane and headed home. What a night.

Edgar, oh Edgar. . .how happy I am to see you again!!!!
Anyway, this cat takes charge. A real go-getter, a lady can't help but be impressed.

Edgar is our resident International Man of Mystery. He's well-traveled, suave, and has all these cool gadgets that are constantly saving his ass (or somebody else's). His life is an Austin Powers movie--in the "girls constantly running after him and screaming" way, not the "jumping into his convertible only to land on the stick shift" kind of way. The other day, I even heard someone refer to him as "Shagadelic." AWWWWWW SNAP!

Edgar's one fine feline...not only is he an attorney...but he's rich! I've never seen a cat so sophisticated. Although his picture reminds me of the last time we for high on catnip together...but i'll leave that for another time

edgar, edgar every time i see your face i purr with happiness...