Saturday, 12 October 2013

twinkle toes

Me-ow-my-oh!


Me-usings and Me-emories


12 October 2013 - Much has been made of our stealth, our ability to move without a sound.  Like an owl silently swooping down on an unsuspecting field mouse, we can literally catch our prey unawares.  A clumsy hunter, after  all, would quickly starve.  Sandburg captured our mystique well:  "The fog comes on little cat feet.  It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on."













methodology of the meow-ster




Catvice 

(for the self-absorbed)

Walk softly and no stick will be needed.












Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - pussport, a cat's travel papers

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