Friday, 3 July 2015

discord

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


3 July 2015 - The chattering squeep and I have a love-hate relationship, without the love.  It has the audacity to sit in the beep ("squeep" is not mentioned in the fine print) feeder while I am within mere feet of it (as you can see in the picture to the right), and then when it does retreat up the tree, it noisily barks its grievances in my direction.  For such a scrawny creature, it does have a set of lungs and a spunkiness that just irritates me further.  Every chirp produces a bounce of its body, which would be comical if not at a pitch that cringes my eardrums.  I think that as the heavyweight of the pair I deserve some respect, and I would certainly appreciate some quiet while I am trying to take a nap.  Any dark circles under my eyes are entirely its fault.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 


 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Try not to make enemies.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - harmewnious, amicable with select peeps but otherwise unsympathetic

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