a little help, please

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

6 April 2014 - It is fortunate that I have nine lives, because several of those are spent waiting.  I am not a complainer, am not demanding (hey, this is my story), and very accommodating...which might explain why I am often left behind in darkened rooms or "discovered" when the peep flips on the light switch.  Yes, I have been counting the minutes until someone, anyone, notices that I am hanging by the sink, not because I like to see me reflected into infinity, but because I am thirsty.  And yes, that is a bowl of water, but the liquid in that bowl is hours old and there is a dark hair floating on top.  You realize that life can't manage (nor will it get down from this counter) without water.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Saying "thank you" smooths

the way for the next time that assistance is needed.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrhaps, conceivably, maybe, possibly occurring in this lifetime