lofty thoughts

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

20 March 2015 - I really hate to be predictable, but we cats are compelled, I don't know a better word for it, to be atop any relative maximum.  To lay persons that means that if my peep places a newspaper on the floor next to me, I can't help but sit on it.  It certainly is more gratifying if the height difference can be measured in inches, even better if in feet, but we take what we are given.  Which is why I find myself perched upon this iron hemisphere...because I must.  Once accomplished, the urge subsides, allowing me after several satisfying minutes to get down from this perch and to go in search of the next high ground.

 

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

If no harm is done,

what is the harm?

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrpose, a cat's resolve to do what it wants to do