Guys, is this thing on?
I don’t see the blinking light. There’s supposed to be a blinking light on this thing, right?
It is on? We’re live?
Meow, then! Good job, guys!
*slow clap* Purr!
Okay guys, we’re ready to start!
We’re set? We are? Meow!
Three… two… one… and…
*lights flip on*
Not waking up. I don’t care who you are.
Meow? What? Who are you?
I’m so sleepy.
Rrrr! What is that glorious sunbeam I see streaming from the window?
I’m getting in position. Wait for it…
Wait for it…
O glorious Sun God, what do you ask of me? How may your furry disciple serve you?
Meow? It can’t be! Anything but that!
*faint* *thump* Zzzzzz….
Okay, I’m awake again.
Well, this is no good.
I can’t believe the Sun God would ask this of me.
I don’t know if I’m strong enough.
Let me ask you. Could you… imagine…
A cat worshipping a god that asks her to fast? To fast until she achieves enlightenment?
How can I not eat? I’m the Little Chomper! I’m all about food.
I need enlightenment fast. I will surely die.
Perhaps that is what is meant for me. The Sun God wishes for me to die.
I guess there are too many other cats in this world. There is no room for me.
Perhaps I need to become tinier. Let me try…
Must hold breath. So tiny. Think tiny. Think tiny.
No, this cannot be it. No matter how much I squish, I always unsquish.
Enlightenment. Hmm. Scott is always staring at things on his computer. Like that french toast recipe he found. I think he learns a lot from it.
Perhaps if I am one with the computer, I will gain such knowledge. Perhaps even … enlightenment!
Okay, now let me get close to this computer. Must be one with computer.
I think I see something! The Sun God is communicating with me through this computer!
I see such hypnotic, supernatural colors!
No, wait… nevermind…
It’s just a screensaver.
I wonder if “enlightenment” is the Sun God’s silly pun.
Maybe he just meant that when I ate less, I’d be lighter.
But the Sun God has never betrayed my trust before.
Please pick me up and take me to my thinking box.
Off we go to the thinking box!
Ah, here we are.
My favorite box, right near my personal heater. I love my thinking box.
So what could he have meant by enlightenment?
I must find my one true purpose in this world.
You know, this is pretty obvious.
My one true purpose in this world has always been, and will always be one thing, and one thing only.
Time to eat.
Scott, say goodbye to your french toast.
Meow! *chompchompchomp* Purr!
Ah, that was a good meal.
Hello again, O Sun God!
I have achieved true enlightenment, having eaten a lot of french toast!
Now I am sleepy and will rest in your divine warmth as I digest this last supper you have provided me, before Scott finds out and feeds me to coyotes.
And now for Luna’s end of post commentary:
Like, meOWsers! Thanks for reading, guys! Just wanted you guys to know… I didn’t really eat Scott’s french toast. Despite how good his french toast is, french toast is not good for cats, and neither are coyotes. If actually given an opportunity to eat the french toast though, I would have.
I wanted to give a big shout-out to Chanelle Hayley, who featured my silly blog on her not-silly blog. Purr! If you found my blog through hers, welcome my new fur-free friends!
Also, wanted to give a shout-out to Dan Holliday, who really loves pussy – cats like me! =^.^= The big softie checked up to see how I was doing. I had a bit of a catnip addiction, and had to check into a clinic for a couple weeks. I think I’m over the withdrawal symptoms finally, because now I have a lot more catnip.
And last, but not least, a shout-out to Deepthi Amarasuriya, who has been quite a supporter of my website, and posts comments that really want to make a cat keep blogging!