wreck 'em up

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

13 August 2017 - I am such a pussy cat.  Granted, we are not all even tempered and pleasant, but the same can be said of you peeps.  Yet I suppose I would be lumped in the beast category by all but my closest friends.  And as such, peeps are granted dominion over me and the other wild animals of the earth.  Don't the peeps do such a commendible job?  How many of my kind are disposed of each year, when a simple scalpel snip would prevent the clowder of unwanted cats and abandoned litters and adoption pleas?  Forgive me for not thinking a box labeled "free kittens" is a cuddly and cute photo opportunity.  See what happens when I think beyond the present:  I prefer a snooze to a snit.  At least I like my two peeps.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Be a responsible denizen

of the earth.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - malecattor, a feline miscreant, one who topples vases and claws the curtains