having cold feet

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

24 January 2016 - Numbers are such abstract constructs.  I suppose the need to swap your goods with another's goods is sufficient cause for counting.  But once the tally gets beyond visual grasp (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, many) or mental understanding (certainly a trillion of anything boggles the mind), the value becomes rarefied.  So when the shorter peep says, "You don't want to go out there.  It's 37 degrees."  My response may appear to suggest that I don't believe her, when actually I have the need for experience and confirmation.: "So that is what 37 means."

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

In January a cold day in hell

might not be that hard to imagine.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

phrase of the day - heat-seeking meowsile, a feline that can't abide chilly temperatures