Geological

Human Mommy, why are you once again taking photos of a grey, highly unobtrusive stone, and thereby peeking the Birdies’ worst suspicions?

This is a Cat blog, not a geological blog.

A grey, stripy cat sits in a tight loaf position on a bed of vibrant clover and grass.  She is staring daggers at the human taking her photo.  The dumb human is ruining her disguise by taking pictures.  The human needs to stop NOW.

No one is interested in stones, except hopefully the plump, playful Birdies who will recognize me as an irresistible perch.

—Luna

My Eyes

Be careful gazing upon my eyes, Human Followers, lest you find yourselves decanting a fresh can of tuna or ordering a supply of Temptations online.

A magnificent, magnetic Black Panther sits upon a red boulder, with lovely greenery behind him, and commands you to do his bidding with his yellow and green eyes.  You are powerless to refuse.

My influence extends far beyond my physical presence, space, and time.

—Darth Vader