knock, knock

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

11 October 2014 - I agree with Alice that mirrors are gateways into a reflected existence.  When I was a kit, I would paw at its surface, surprised that it wouldn't allow admission.  Now I know better, without any more understanding of the phenomenon.  Walking past I am not always compelled to gaze at my image, but it is a clever means of having eyes in the back of one's head.  Perhaps I simply haven't stumbled upon the password that would permit entry, haven't meowed at just the correct pitch to permit my stepping through the portal.  I am quite certain that there are no dim deeps on the other side as they would never solve the conundrum.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Frustration over a

puzzle is admission of defeat.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - mewstique, the aura of mystery and power that surrounds a cat