have you done your chortling?

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

17 July 2015 - The shorter peep pointed out to me that I have a conflicted relationship with bars...not the sort at which one could sip a black cat, but as in the slats of a cage.  I do recall a number of photographs with me peering through the cracks, limbs extended in seeming supplication.  I think that that says more about my surroundings than about my psyche.  My sleep is certainly not troubled by thoughts of entrapment.  To view the porch railing and sofa back as instead playground equipment might get closer to the truth.  There is no need to worry, no reason to draw dark conclusions:  I am just goofing around.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Laughter is contagious...and healthy.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrankster, one known for mischief and amusing antics, like rolling on catnip or chasing the tail (none of which I would do)