Reg Writes
9. Mewnited Artists
Cor, I’ve been flat out since I last wrote to you. I’ve barely had time to eat my meaty chunks or even bother Clive for lappies or walkies out into the garden. You see, my cat talent agency has been going at full pelt and has been renamed as Reg Films sounded naff. Steven Spielberg and I are in discussions about a new horror film starring Bagpuss called Paws. I know, I think it’s old news, myself. Tiddles, who was always something of a singer will play the lead role of Maria von Cat Flap in The Sound of Mewsic next year whilst I have high hopes for Tom (out of Tom and Jerry). He is set to star in the new Furry Rotter film by JK Mewling, The Order of the Catnip. Trouble is, word is getting round my neighbourhood and now all the local moggies are trying to muscle in on the action. Oh well, at least it means my talent agency, Mew-nited Artists, is really up and running.
When Clive is away in London doing whatever he does, I hop onto the computer and keep on working on my screenplay. This film will be the BIG ONE and best of all, it’s going to star me. Meow! It’s all about…Hang on, I can hear a scratching at the back door…Sorry about that, it’s those two Siamese young cats over at number 143, desperate to be stars. I’ve told them they can appear in an historic drama next year, A Tale of Two Kitties, providing they learn to use their litter tray in time!
Run out of time. Will tell you more about my film next time. Promise.
See ya
Q: Why did the judge dismiss the entire jury of tabbies?
A: Because they were all guilty of purrjury!