today's outlook

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

29 September 2015 - Every now and then I deem it safe to go outside.  Between heavy rains and that irritating trespasser, I haven't had many opportunities since returning from the hinterland.  I began my life in a bit of urban green space, where the dangers are of a different sort but nevertheless quite real.  I don't have any clear memories of that time, just stories that my peeps tell.  My dicey origins gave me a healthy distrust of "out there", yet a fascination as well.  I like to think that that dichotomy serves me well...just because I have nine lives doesn't mean that I should waste 'em.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Naiveté is admirable

only in the very young.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrspective, a cat's view of the world where dim deeps and rocking chairs are hazards