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Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

5 October 2013 - I had an unsettling dream last night.  I found myself in a quasi-familiar place, looking out over an expanse of cold water.  The green of the leaves was so sharp, I had to squint.  There was a metal structure in a tree, creaking in the wind, but otherwise there was no movement, no sign of life.  I could feel my muscles knot in contraction, my ears alert for voices or footsteps, anxious for any indication that my peeps were nearby.  How did we get separated?  Were they lost or hurt?  I was very relieved when I was snatched out of this scene by a snore.

methodology of the meow-ster

Catvice 

(for the self-absorbed)

Reality is the viewpoint of the majority.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

phrase of the day - pas de chat, literally "cat's step", a ballet jump inspired by a feline's grace in motion