Monday, 25 September 2017

I'm a thorough breed


Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


25 September 2017 - Our roof, deck, and walkways are being assaulted by woody cannonballs.  I understand the biological imperative to reproduce, but by the hundreds?  And their loud thuds and bounces into surrounding terrain keep me constantly on sentry:  was that the twig snap of something sneaking onto the property, or just one of those head-cracking acorns seeking fertile ground.  The situation is on the verge of being labeled a hard-hat zone.  With my long axis horizontal to the ground, body armor would offer better protection...  but I am appalled by the thought (and at the subsequent pictures).








methodology of the meow-stro

 

   

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Being conked on the head
doesn't always produce
profound thoughts.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - purrone, inclined to influences (also my favorite position)

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