Dear Lady Moon,
You may have heard that I sent a letter to Mr. Sun last week, regarding his lack of timeliness in showing up every morning. His showing up late has completely thrown off my morning feeding schedule. It's almost impossible to get Mom out of bed when it's still dark.
I was quite surprised this weekend when he approached me and we had a nice little conversation while I was on the porch. Poor fellow, seems he feels a little put upon, you know, with the whole global warming thing. He explained about how busy he's been on the other side of the world. He even mentioned how extra hard he'd worked during the summer, here in the desert (I told him he didn't need to work that hard).
After a little digging, he started to tell me the real story. He complained that Ms. Cloud sometimes hogs the sky and steals his thunder - oh and that funny bit he does on Thunder had me nearly hysterical.
Eventually he got around to telling me about a certain "Diva" who was interrupting his work. I think we both know who that is, don't we. He was careful not to name any names, but I'm not blind. I couldn't help but notice that some nights you barely make an effort. New Moon? More like No Moon I say.
So if you are going to hog the spotlight, the least you can do is show up! Mom is pretty slow-witted in the morning, so if you shine in our bedroom window she might think it was time to wake up. I bet I could get my breakfast before she even figured it out. Let's work together on this - one diva helping out another.
Lady Floofington, AKA Fin