On the Facebooks

O! What a terrible day for me. My publicist must get into full gear to distort, disrupt, and discombobulate the impending social doom I face.

My Cat Heisman trophy.

What do you DO with these things?

I am being sorely and viciously slandered with libels and rude and ignorant lies on the Facebooks. Primarily these photographs of cats are used to indicate that I cavort openly with little orange freak machines.
The second picture -- that might not even be a cat. It could be... a color-corrected lemur, or the bottom of a small fuzzy elephant...