trivial pursuit

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

22 February 2017 - The taller peep and I are on the same page:  sleep is good, rules are bad, butter is tasty... which is why I hang out with him in the morning.  Unlike the shorter peep, who has never in my memory, shared with me something from her plate, my bud is willing to slip me a morsel when you-know-who isn't looking.  I pass if he offers me a taste of the sludge that he drinks, but otherwise I appreciate his thoughtfulness.  Don't think that I am dissing the shorter peep:  I accept that she was born with a rigid spine.  She is the one who doles out my treats (which are pretty yummy for prescription food), and her lap is the most comfortable in the house.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

A few good friends is

all that you need.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - peccatillo, an offense so slight it says more about the peep who mentions it