Luna the Explorer: Our House Is Her Jungle
Before Leo came along with his dramatic sink-drinking performances, there was Luna.
She arrived two years earlier — and instantly crowned herself queen of the house.
But she’s not your typical diva…
🕵️♀️ Luna, the Explorer
Open a wardrobe?
She’s already inside.
Slide open a drawer?
She’s inspecting it like a fluffy little supervisor.
Crack open the balcony door?
Boom — she’s climbing it like she’s on a mission.
There’s no such thing as a “private” space when Luna’s around.
She’s calm, graceful, and deeply curious — like she has to know what’s behind every cupboard, inside every bag, and under every blanket.
💘 Beard-Scratching Is Her Love Language
This one’s odd but true: Luna is obsessed with my beard 😹
It’s her go-to spot to scratch, cuddle, and show affection — her very specific way of saying, “You’re mine.”
And honestly? I let her. Every time.
🐦 Birds, Heights & Quiet Power
She’s a birdwatching addict.
If there’s a bird in sight, she’s locked in — still, alert, focused.
She also loves heights — always aiming for the tallest shelf or narrowest ledge like a stealthy queen surveying her kingdom.
🐾 Leo vs. Luna
They’re not best friends. Not even close.
They play occasionally, but most of the time they act like royalty from rival kingdoms — politely ignoring each other at dinner 😂
Leo’s the loud one — sink water, drama, full performance.
Luna? She’s the quiet one — sneaking, watching, owning.
🏠 She Doesn’t Just Live Here… She Runs It
Every part of the house is her business.
Every bag. Every drawer. Every tiny noise.
She doesn’t ask for permission — she inspects everything.
She’s not just a cat.
She’s part-time detective, part-time princess, full-time boss.