don't speak to strangers

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

28 February 2015 - I don't suffer from ochlophobia, but I don't enjoy a crowd of peeps...and for me three is a crowd.  The clamor  makes me quite anxious, and the big-footed swarm is dangerous for any living thing smaller than an ottoman...so I do myself a favor and remove myself to a quiet spot until the numbers approach two.  Last night's hoopla trapped me in the bedroom for hours and used up several days' worth of patience, but I outlasted the last to depart.  It seems not unreasonable to expect a little attention after an evening of being ignored.  After all I was here first.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Some fears are quite rational.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - appurrhensive, uneasy around the unfamiliar (and in the presence of peeps it is all strange)