Meow. Just look at her. She’s so sad, and not just because I’ve crumpled her paperwork.
Mommy doesn’t have a party to go to for the holidays. So busy and lonely.
How can I help? Think! Think! Think!
How can a tiny cat ride in and save the day?
So very sleepy.
Must save day! Mommy needs party!
Everything is too high up!
Paws too short!
Cannot reach gift!
Cannot reach cookies!
Tiny Luna cannot help Mommy!
No! It can’t be! I’m getting tinier!
Everything is much too high up!
No! Help me!
Help! Help! Meow! No!
It was all just a dream.
But I’m still very tiny.
How could I allow myself to accept Mommy’s cuddles if I cannot even give her the party she wants.
How could I…
NO! She squishes me too affectionately for me to abandon her.
There has got to be a way.
I will give her a party if it costs me every whisker on my furry face.
What would Mommy would want in her holiday party?
What do you think?
Cookies. She’d want lots of cookies, right?
Maybe a gift too.
I can probably find both, but, I’m still too tiny.
Purr! I got it!
I know what to do! I’ll show her what a tiny cat can do!
Excuse me, but I need some transportation.
We don’t have much time to spare!
With this beast of burden, I can now reach great heights.
I smell cookies. Bring me to the cookies at once.
So many cookies.
Smells so good.
If you thought cats don’t like cookies, you were misinformed.
Pretty good beer too. But I also need a gift.
The biggest gift she has ever seen. Where is my loyal steed?
Time’s a wastin’!
You best be trotting forward now. This is Mommy’s party we’re talking about.
Could it be?
Such a massive beast!
This will be perfect.
*HISS!* *ROWR!* *pounce*
I have slain the giant puppy. This is a badass gift, if I may say so myself.
No gift is too big for a Mommy who keeps me so warm with her cuddles.
Now, I just need to decorate.
One more trip to the florist, man beast!
I hope Mommy likes the cookies, the gift, the decorations, and the company.
I hear her now. I’ll just wait right here.
Happy holidays to you too!