Tuesday, 21 November 2017

preoccupied zone

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


21 November2017 - I think that the shorter peep was trying to nix my 2017 deal with St. Nick, but her trigger finger wasn't fast enough.  Hypothetically speaking, just seconds before this picture was taken, I was dangling through the pool screen, checking the length of my forearm versus the water level (I was short an inch).  Why I would do such an incriminating thing, I can't (or won't) say... I was simply struck with the idea.  As they say, measure twice, cut once; so I, hypothetically speaking, tried the maneuver a second time (yep, short again).  "Hypothetically speaking", because if there isn't a photo, ahem, it didn't happen.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't fixate on the
near-misses of life.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - kittydid, a largish grass-chomper suspected of small-scale wreckage

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