Saturday, 2 September 2017

arctic encircled


Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


2 September 2017 - Summer feels like past tense here in the hinterlands.  The last two mornings have been forget-chilly cold, but today is particularly unbearable because the sun has abandoned us.  How is one to cope without a puddle of liquid gold to curl in?  I was despairing, on the verge of shivers, when the shorter peep saved me:  she heated my towel!   Despite all her annoying habits, she is a keeper.  For the time being I shan't freeze to death.  And lest you think that I am helpless, I am growing fur as fast as I can.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Cold hands need a warm hearth.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - hypopurrmia, the condition of having abnormally few vocalizations due to low body temperature

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