Will It Ever End?

TC has yet another article in the Texas Veterinarian. I noticed while I was doing my morning crawl on tall boxes. One just happened to be open and flipped to page 17. I suspect TC was in the building, or sent someone in her stead (because what's the likelihood she actually got off her couch?) to plant that conveniently open issue, just to rub it in. There has also been an unsettling amount of canines in the building lately, which I suspect is also a plan of TC's, to slowly drive me mad. Though I am shocked at how low she's stooped. These are just a few of the dogs that the staff has exposed me to. And they've all felt entitled to taste my food. How much is one feline to endure?

I know. TC was on Animal Planet

It was over a week ago and I have yet to comment and everyone is curious why. It's because I have nothing nice to say. She looked fat. I guess that was the point since the Must Love Cats segment was about how to fight feline obesity but still.They didn't interview me about why I am so skinny, which is what the people really want. When the Animal Planet crew visited, I was locked in a spare room, like Cinderella, by the staff who claimed that I am territorial when other felines enter the building and they didn't want any incidents. My demonstrations of dominance are not incidents! It is my right to show my superiority. They locked me up because they knew, like Cinderella, that I would rightfully steal the lime light from my wicked step sister, TC. And not many people know this, but after the Animal Planet crew left the building, she actually attacked me because I am so much prettier than her. Of course, she tells the story a different way since the staff came and assumed, since I had escaped my spare room, that I had attacked her. But that is not what happened. She is obviously jealous of my beauty. So yes. I know TC was on Animal Planet. It would've been a segment just about Luna if my undeniable beauty hadn't been hidden away from their sight! So I don't blame you Animal Planet. You obviously didn't know better. I am available for interviews at my leisure.

Luna in the Sky with Diamonds

I’m ready to show-off my diamonds at the Diamonds and Denim Gala this Saturday. Surely the Texas Veterinary Medical Association will award me with diamonds this weekend during their Annual Conference for all my dedicated blogging!

Luna as Black Swan

I am your black swan, TC....

Much Ado About Small Versions of Things

This morning, there was a commotion downstairs that woke me from my morning nap. As I stealthily crawled downstairs like a panther on the prowl, I noticed almost everyone in the office crowded around the executive director’s doorway. I milled around the feet of the crowd undetected until I got a better view.

“Oh how cute!” a lady said.
“They are so tiny.”
“They’re pigmies!”
I walked into the office filled with distracted people thinking, “Surely there couldn’t be something cuter than Luna.” Then I saw them. They were…goats.
Just two very small goats. Like the mini-me version of a goat. Not remotely cuter than Luna.

“Oh look at their tiny feet!” One of them said.
“They’re so soft!”
“I just want to take them home!”

Seriously? I wasn’t impressed. But when I tried to express my opinion with a loud guttural sound, one of the ladies became concerned and shooed me out of the room!

The nerve! You imply something might be almost as cute as me but won’t even listen to my side of the argument?

They wouldn’t even allow me to do my job of providing therapeutic cuddling today. Instead, anytime anyone took a break, they just went down and petted the goats!

The managing editor and the executive director even spent a whole hour outside taking pictures of the goats in front of the building sign! They’ve never taken me to do that. Surely it’s because giving fans the ability to locate me may start a riot but still...they even made a video.

I took my afternoon nap early.

On Veterinary Legislative Day, Think of Luna

On Feb. 1, when you visit your legislators at the Texas Capitol to discuss veterinary issues, remember that I have a shocking lack of fine cuts with tuna sauce wet cat food.

I think this is something that both veterinarians and legislators will be very interested in since it directly affects animal health and welfare in general—specifically my health and welfare. My coat just isn’t as shiny without my fine cuts with tuna sauce. The Texas Veterinary Medical Association and Texas A&M's College of Veterinary Medicine have joined forces to create this day as part of World Veterinary Year, so I think the veterinary profession should take it seriously. I’m just saying.

I’ve also moved to pass a resolution that states that 2011 is actually World Luna Year instead. So we’ll see how that goes.

‘Tis the Season for Lap Cats

I resent the implication surfacing lately that I am some sort of “lap cat.” This is absolutely not true. It’s just that the people in the office can’t get enough of me. And who could blame them? During the holiday season, I’m certain they’re happy to benefit from my soothing and therapeutic presence. In fact, countless studies have pointed to pets lowering stress, so I’m not only providing them with a much-needed service, I’m possibly saving their lives. But at what cost?

This rumor is seriously hurting my street-cred and must stop. I am a ferocious being of the night that this office is constantly losing the battle to tame. I am panther, deity, cat princess….

But so far only the receptionist seems to pay proper tribute fit for a god. She has cans of wet food waiting for me every morning! But does anyone else in the office? No.

And when I protest about the dry food in my quarters does anyone listen? Not a chance. They just wave a laser pointer at me and laugh when I climb the wall. They don’t seem to understand how lucky they are to even look upon me, especially when I lower myself to entertain them. No no. This cuddly image is no good at all. If you need me I’ll be on my throne.