Max's Mr. Litterbox Entry

GEORGE

Since I'm about ready to enter my Geezer years, I'm not going to have an entry for Zeus' Mr. Litterbox 2007 contest. I think the competition from all the younger guys would just be too much for me.

However my brother Max who, at almost 3 years old, is in his prime...big, healthy, strong, smart (of course, I taught him everything he knows!) and quite good looking, if I may say so without sounding prejudiced. So, after careful consideration and searching all of Mom's pictures we've chosen the following. Ladies & gentlemen, I give you Maxwell Smartkitty.

MAX

Since I was born wearing a tuxedo, George and I thought I'd have an unfair advantage in the Evening Wear category. But I think this picture could qualify in the Strength & Form competition.

Ladies & gentlemen, honored judges, I proudly present my JAWS OF DEATH pose! Notice my manly whiskers & humps, my painted nose and the sharpness of my teeth & claws. Want to check out my muscles, ladies?

(thunder of paws pounding at the screen, while hundreds of female voices scream "Max, Max...I love you! Let me see your muscles! Get of of my way...I was here first...move over...No, YOU move over!")

Oh no...ladies, please... PLEASE! George... HELP ME!!! I think one of them just fainted!

GEORGE

One at a time girls, we don't want anyone getting hurt...no shoving...don't crowd...there's room for everyone. I know it's hard to resist Max and his featherwand, but please, everyone calm down...do try and control yourselves and remember your manners! You'll all get your chance at an up-close look at this magnificent Tomcat!!

MAX

Thanks, bro!

And, if I'm lucky enough to be chosen as winner, each of you can receive an autographed picture of the first Mr. Litterbox.

Thank you for your consideration.