as right as rain (if we had any)

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

4 August 2016 - Mornings are quietly observed in our household.  The shorter peep and I creep to the kitchen for breakfast (not that we could wake the taller one if we tried) and some together time.  Actually I sit with her while she eats peep food, and she doles out my start-of-the-day treats.  I keep showing up for our little ritual, so clearly it works for me.  Then we go our separate ways, my route typically including a peregrination about the property (which also counts as one of my daily constitutionals).  For a late-middle aged cat, I am a fine specimen, as you can see.  Heck, it's true as well for a fellow half my years.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Moderation in all things physical.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - spurrdy, solidly built beneath a soft exterior