For the real Luna fans only

5 minutes of grooming!

Brush?

What’s this. 

Oh come on S, I don’t need that thing to keep myself pretty!

Multi-tasker

All Cats know how to play the Cute Card. It’s something instinctive that we just knew the moment we were born. And really, it’s a vital skill of our trade.

Unlike Arthur who can’t seem to tell the difference between Cute and Silly, I tend to work the Cute into my daily routine, so that I don’t overdo it.

Girls v Boys

Here is Arthur’s entire grooming routine. Talk about a lack of system. This is the reason why he sometimes Smells Funny.

The only reason why he took pains to clean his face is because that is easy and it feels nice.

I took the same amount of time to groom just my paw. One paw.

And also the mat I’m lying on because I’m a neat little girl.

J and S thinks I bear an uncanny resemblance to my Dad in the video. But I must disclaim! People always look bigger on screen. Applies to Cats too.

Share the love

There is nothing we enjoy more on a lazy evening than a good combing.

Me and my rubber brush. This is my preferred brush, even though it is not at all effective at removing loose fur. S always uses the Furminator first, and then this nice rubber one to placate my ruffled feelings.

Arthur loves the Furminator.

Forever the odd kitty that no Cat nor Human understands.

Sorry for the hiatus!

J and S are both very busy in the past week. Because us Cats are very sensitive and tend to mirror our Humans’ emotions, we have been too busy to update this space as well.

Here’s a picture of me looking pretty. This was snapped just 5 minutes ago. Sorry about the messy house…it’s summer and everyone’s packing to go home! I get a thrill from overseeing the packing process.

Can you see this pink spot on my thigh? Nobody knows how it got there. It looks like a case of overgrooming but J is bringing me to the vet this coming Monday just to be sure.

Oh and S recently purchased a FURminator! Go google it. It is a professional grooming tool that really works. A little on the pricey side for a brush, but because I will share it with Arthur, we enjoy economies of scale. Maybe Butter would like to share too.

Okay that’s all from me for now. I shall go prod Arthur and make him tell all about his encounter with Sophie the Dog.

Brushing time

In case you can’t tell, I don’t like need to be brushed. I’m a boy cat! Not Sharon’s barbie doll.

Luna the vespa

I sound like I ate an engine when I’m happy. Which is almost all the time actually.

Lickitty

The aftermath of my monthly bath…

I was really good at first! I allowed Sharon to wet me and lather me up with Kitten Shampoo. But when she started rinsing off the Shampoo, I suddenly realise I might be drowning, and Sharon ended up with wrists that look like a botched suicide attempt.