Fancy meeting you at the gym, Luna!
Please allow me to lick the perspiration from your pearly whiskers.
What’s that? You’re not perspiring?
Oh, I see why…
It looks like your treadmill is broken.
Don’t worry! It will take me just a moment to sniff out the short circuit.
What do you mean by “OFF,” Luna?
Do you prefer for the treadmill to be off–which kind of defeats the purpose? Or do you want me off the treadmill?
Or maybe both?
–Xena
Daily Feline Wisdom 