Dear Basil Farrow (my baby son),

I miss you. It’s hard not to; you are big in Japan! Everywhere I go, I see foldy ears: there are Scottish Fold calendars, stickers… I even found a photo book starring a cream-colored kitten like you. (But this imposter isn’t nearly as – how shall we put it – confectious as you are.)

Mommy wishes she were with you, but she needs to work to pay for your byproduct-free organic cat food. She’s been photographing cat cafes for her upcoming book on theme restaurants. Oh, don’t be jealous – these Nihon-nekos don’t look like squishy teddy bears. They tense up when you approach; you certainly can’t put a Goth Loli bonnet or top hat on their heads!

Your daddy misses you too, so he made you a Facebook profile. Readers, you must befriend our son! Search for “Basil Farrow” or click here to add him.

Mommy recently added a Blog Networks application… so readers, you can add La Carmina through that too. Don’t forget about her Facebook Group and Writer Page.

Be a good cat and listen to your grandparents! Big fuzzy kiss,
–Mommy

My Scottish Fold baby, Basil Farrow, didn’t want me to leave him. When I spread out my clothes on my bed, he promptly sat on them and refused to get up. Later, he buried himself in my Nightmare Before Christmas suitcase. “If I squish my ears down, maybe she won’t notice I’m here!”

How can anyone resist this sad kitty face? I wish I could take my son to Tokyo…