The Crusade Continues

Well, the score now is Mice 0 / Luna 4. Caught another one last night. The Biped is getting distraught, especially since this mouse upset my tummy the teeniest bit and I kind of, um, regurgitated it on the carpet. The Biped called the Mouse Guy again! Like I'm not totally in control of the situation??? We'll just see if he can find out where they're getting in THIS time! Heh, heh, heh. Didn't work last time, did it? Until then, I am ON THE JOB with Kingsley riding shotgun!

Tag, Anyone?

Here are the rules:
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write in their own diary about the seven things and the rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to read your diary.

The Luna Files:

1. The first family who owned me named me Ginger! I ask you! What kind of name is Ginger for a black and white beauty like me?

2. My new Biped renamed me Luna after Luna Lovegood in the Harry Potter series--one of her favorite characters.

3. I like things to be organized. Dinner needs to be served ON TIME, even if I don't want to eat it yet.

4. I only purr and cuddle when it is my idea.

5. I am a good traveler. I only comment on the Biped's driving every now and then when I see the need.

6. I hunt.

7. I am ALWAYS gentle. Except with rodents.

I am tagging:

Luna/533673
Luna/384420
Luna/102376
Lunah/175 520
Luna/146073
Luna/70649
Luna/411212

Ah, Sweet Vindication!

Remember I told the Biped in no uncertain terms that she did NOT need that mouse guy in the jumpsuit and gas mask? Well, I WAS RIGHT! I have taken care of not one, but TWO mice since he was here! The last one was Friday night. Kingsley and I couldn't even finish our dinner, because we knew there was a mouse under the stairs. The Biped went to bed and shut the doors, but we woke her up around midnight. Mouse hunting can sometimes be noisy, especially when I have to growl at the kitten to tell him to BACK OFF! And sometimes we crash into walls and doors because it's kind of fun to pretend to lose our grip on the mouse and chase him again. But it's all a game and, I think, a teachable moment for Kingsley. He's doing pretty good for a little squirt. I may make a hunter out of him yet.

I Help the Mouse Guy

The Biped THOUGHT we were having a little mouse trouble again. We weren't really, though. I had everything under control! That puddle of blood in the bathroom was just because I was trying to show Kingsley how to take out a mouse, and he thought it was some fun new toy. Stupid kid. Anyway, the mouse guy came and went under the house to try to see where they were getting in. As a professional courtesy, I went down there with him to give him a few pointers. During a moment of intense concentration, I happened to make a pass under the hatch, and THE BIPED GRABBED ME! And threw me in the SLAMMER! And wouldn't let me out even though I CUSSED at her. She's just going to have to make up her mind who to trust. Some idiot in a jumpsuit and kneepads and gas mask, or ME! Duh.