“Before we begin, I’d like to remind everyone that I am the smartest creature in this house, and that includes the humans who keep losing their lighters.”

-Piper, Chief Chaos Strategist

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Negative energy, evacuate the premises immediately. The Feline Administration is now in session. And Lord help whoever thought they could show up unprepared.

Piper, wearing her “I run this agency” bowtie. She steps onto the podium like she’s about to rewrite state law with a crayon. Coco is rustling through the official documents which is bold, considering she can’t read and also ate page three. Tinkerbell sits at the head of the table. Paws crossed. And radiating the kind of judgment that could shut down a whole committee hearing.

Today’s agenda is simple:

• Educate the public.
• Maintain order (Tinkerbell’s job, allegedly).
• Steal snacks (Coco’s only contribution).
• Cause chaos with confidence (Piper’s entire personality).

So, inhale peace. Exhale foolishness. And brace yourself. The Feline Administration has convened. They have statements, opinions, and absolutely no qualifications.

Camera clicks. Reporters whisper. Someone drops a pen. Coco eats it.

Piper clears her throat dramatically.

Piper struts up to the podium wearing a crooked green bowtie with the confidence of a cat who has never once been wrong in her life. She taps the mic.  “Is this thing on? Good. Ladies, gentlemen, and those who prefer to mind their business. Welcome to the first annual Cannabis Awareness Month Press Briefing. I will be taking no follow‑up questions unless they involve snacks or compliments. As the Chief Awareness Officer of this household, I would like to remind the public that cannabis education is important. For example, dosage matters. Hydration matters. And letting Coco near the edibles does not matter. Because she will eat the packaging instead.”

Behind her, Coco is already rummaging through the press corps’ bags like TSA with no supervision. Tinkerbell sits on a high stool. Paws crossed. And looking like she’s about to veto the entire event.

Coco nods proudly with a granola bar wrapper stuck to her face. And waddles up dragging a bag of snacks she absolutely stole.

Coco: “Thank you. My platform is simple. If you’re going to elevate your mind. You better elevate your snack game. That’s all. No questions.”

She leaves the podium to go investigate a reporter’s purse.

Tinkerbell glides up like a Supreme Court Justice who has had enough.

Tinkerbell: “Let me be clear. Cannabis Awareness Month is about responsibility, education, and not acting like whatever Piper is doing right now.”

Piper is, in fact, chewing on the mic cord.

Tinkerbell: “Know your limits. Know your laws. Know that if you start reorganizing the pantry at 2 AM, that’s on you, not the plant.”

She steps down with the dignity of a queen who has spoken truth.

Piper hops back up, tail high. She leaps back onto the podium, one paw raised like she’s blessing the congregation and threatening them at the same time.

Piper: “Let this be known. Cannabis Awareness Month has been officially observed. Audited. And improved by the Feline Administration. Stay educated. Stay responsible. And for the love of whiskers, stop acting surprised when Coco steals your snacks. That’s on you. If humans spent half as much time learning about cannabis as they do losing their keys, the world would be a calmer place.” 

Piper smirks, leans into the mic, and delivers the final line, “Class dismissed. Y’all be safe out there.” 

Piper drops the mic. Coco eats the mic and burps. Tinkerbell flicks her tail. Which signals the end of the session and  leaves the room. Press conference adjourned.

Affirmation: “I stay grounded, educated, and unbothered. Even when the cats running this press conference clearly are not. I honor my peace, respect the plant, and trust myself to navigate chaos with humor, clarity, and snacks.”

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