Purrpurrpurr…

ZZZzzz…

Wait.  I’m awake now.  I hear something.

I think they’re back.

I am going to enjoy this SO much …

… because it’s …

… Food-shoppin’ day!  Purr!

This is going to be so much fun!

Okay, they finished unpacking the food.

Watch me work!

So many bags!

Look at all these.

You haven’t lived until you’ve gotten lost in a maze of flimsy little plastic bags.

But where is the way out?

I forget.

Maybe if I just crawl under that bag there, and dig my way through that one…

*pantpant*

I think I finally know where I am.  Time to take a break.

Will nap right here, in this powerful little sunbeam.  Don’t mind if I do.

Purrpurrpurr … So many bags! … ZZZZzzzzz …

What am I feeling?

My whiskers are being tickled?

But I’m all alone in this sunbeam.  I’m perfectly safe.

I feel an unsettling, dark presence creeping over me.

A phantom presence!

I’m sure it’s my imagination.

I’m in the protection of my sunbeam.  Nothing can harm me.

Okay, but this is now getting a little silly.

How can I ignore a phantom that’s all over my face?

Why isn’t my sunbeam doing its job?  Quit slackin’ off, sunbeam!

Oh no.  I shouldn’t have said that.

Now the shadow is all over the place!

I might never see the sun again.

I might not survive this at all.

Sunbeam?  Meow?

Look, I’m really sorry.  Please come back?

Ah, there we go.  Let this be a lesson for all of you.

Don’t you be getting sassy with your sunbeam.

Sunbeams are absolutely essential for a good day’s sleep.

Treat them with proper respect, or else the shadow monsters will eat you.

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And now some damage control from the Luna …

Meow all.  Some serious issues have been raised with the inclusion of plastic grocery bags in my latest post.  Plastic bags are harmful to the environment, and reusable grocery bags should be used if at all possible!  And plus, plastic bags are NOT toys, and both cats and children should not be given them to play with, nor left unattended with them.

However, I’d like to assure my readers, plastic bags from grocery shopping are a rarity in my household, but they do serve a greater need.  We have a bag of plastic bags that are reused for all sorts of miscellaneous purposes, and occasionally, that supply runs low.  Those plastic bags eventually get recycled.  We had to restock, and this opportunity was used as some of the inspiration for my latest photoshoot.

Normally, I don’t play with bags.  I used to as a kitten, admittedly, but always under close supervision, and usually only one.  In reality, they don’t excite me at all anymore, unless there is a hand inside one which I can chomp down on.  While the picture shows me having a good time rummaging about in a pile of plastic bags, I’m really looking for a couple of treats that were thrown into the whole mess.  In that way, Scott is rather inconsiderate, as you’d think it’d be better to just give me the treats.  However, he did have scissors very close at hand, in the event that I did flip out and get myself hopelessly entangled in plastic bag handles.  Sadly, cats get themselves in much more dangerous situations through other means, such as crawling behind drawers, or … there’s this picture which Scott likes to include quite often.  It’s not something I’m very proud of …