shiver me timbers

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

30 September 2017 - What does one do on a black night?  Well, I hang out with heat sources, i.e., my peeps and their wood stove.  The shorter one was gracious enough to warm my own towel, once she departed for bed.  So I survived a cold night here in the hinterland.  Isn't it time to head for a warmer latitude?  Unfortunately I am a passenger without the independent means to get myself south.  I can do only what my species is known for:  persistent meowing and sleeve tugging until they figure out what I am communicating.  After a thirteen-year relationship, I have sufficient data to know, sooner or later, they will comply.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Sweat or sweaters?

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrspire, to cool the skin through evaporation... seldom needed by us cats