National "Luna is Skinnier Than TC" Day

It's National Pet Obesity Awareness Day, so I just wanted to take this opportunity to remind everyone how much skinnier I am than TC. Even though TC was the one who received national attention on Animal Planet this year (on a video segment about fat cats, mind you), my body type is actually the physique that healthy felines should be aiming for. In fact, according to a pet-person weight conversion chart on the Association for Pet Obesity Prevention website, I would be a slim, healthy 108-pound female if I were a person (since I weigh about 8 pounds as a cat), while TC, who is 14.2 pounds, clearly has a person-weight of more than 200 pounds, which is almost double my weight either way. Therefore, I am naming it National "Luna is Skinnier Than TC" Day, in honor of me.

New Desk

Today I received a new (well, new to me) desk for all my dedicated blogging. So far, it's just as comfortable to lay on.

Getting in the Way of Work...

...is hard work. Do you think it’s easy to stretch across two sets of papers in an upside-down position? No. As you can see, it takes concentration.

It's September Already?

How long was I asleep in the sun?

On Top of Things

I'm really on top of my work inbox this week. See?

Take Your Cat to Work Day

I am not amused. Today there was a photo shoot at the TVMA office to promote Take Your Dog to Work Day, which is this Friday. What a ridiculous holiday. Where is Take Your Cat to Work Day? Though for me this holiday is every day, since I'm fortunate enough to be an office cat, I say, let's do it this Friday as well, so we can attack, when they least expect it.


There was even a party for one of the dog's birthdays. I had my party hat and everything.

Not that I wanted to party with a bunch of dogs. I just look excellent in hats. So I think we should also consider having a party this Friday, during Take Your Cat to Work Day. Then we can show those dogs just how cute we are, as well as better in every conceivable way. See you there.

Luna's New Bling

My last collar upset me. It didn’t have quite enough bling (especially since it was rhinestones instead of diamonds as I originally requested), so I struggled out of it and don’t remember where it ended up. But I don’t need a collar. I am a princess panther that can’t be tamed. I must run around the office unbridled to hunt small crickets and balled up pieces of paper. I must be allowed to run free and pounce without the jiggle bell that so unfairly announces my presence. I must be able to sneak up on my prey without warning, for I am a true creature of the night. But the staff insisted on imposing a collar on me once again, probably because of that incident with the copier. I pounced suddenly and made the accounting person drop all her papers, for I am truly terrifying! Mu ha ha ha! Yet, again, instead of giving me diamonds, I was given rhinestones, in the shape of little paws. Though I am still severely displeased with the lack of diamonds on my collar, I think little bling paws are cute and a step up. So this will do, for now.