Wednesday, 29 November 2017

gilding the willy-nilly

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


29 November 2017 - The shorter peep is up to something.  It all feels vaguely familiar:  first she hauls everything out of a closet, one whose twisty maze I enjoy exploring.  From the chaos of boxes and bags she pulls desired objects... I would help her if there was a discernible pattern to her choices.  She then goes about the house, placing these objects.  What was wrong with the items removed to make way for the new, I can't fathom.  Hours pass as she goes about her busy-ness.  Lest I get swept up in these redecorating efforts, I find a space that has low visibility and requires the bending of peep knees to actually spot.  Don't let her know that you've seen me.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

When things are going well,
expect change.












Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - purregnable, vulnerable to harm (don't worry, I have been spayed)

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