in my own little corner

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

9 June 2014 - Everyone needs a secret place, even if it exists only in the mind.  My peeps aren't a particularly noisy or intrusive lot, but I still need my down time.  And if it happens to have its own heat source and a window, well, life is awesome.  Although my space doesn't have the rope ladder by which one can control entry, accessing it does necessitate agility and a very small frame, thus insuring that, aside from a meep with a death wish, I won't have any drop-in visitors.  Mere feet from kitchen and living area, I can eavesdrop on conversations, smell dinner cooking, observe the coming and going without being observed.  Out of sight, but not out of mind, it does me good to hear the peeps plaintively calling my name.  I don't let them worry for too long.

methodology of the meow-ster

Catvice

(for the self-absorbed)

Painting yourself into a corner
 insures you a break from work.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

cat of the day - Lucifer, the cunning tuxedo that serves as comic relief in the Cinderella films