be it ever so humble

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

1 June 2016 - No, Dorothy, I am not in Kansas anymore...nor Florida either for that matter.  The dreaded spring migration has happened:  Two days ago I was stuffed in a bag, crammed under an airplane seat, plopped in a motel room (with no good hiding places), and finally released from my cage yesterday.  I actually like our northern abode (one major plus is the absence of that interloper who keeps showing up for a handout), but I am quite unhappy with the getting here.  Maybe I should invest in a pair (two pairs?) of ruby slippers:  I seem to recall they delivered the wearer rather painlessly to the desired destination.  "There's no place like home."

methodology of the meow-stro

 

  Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

The ability to adapt is handy.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - coopurrative, capable of adjusting to new conditions, but filing complaints with the peeps the entire time