a missing socko

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

29 June 2018 - According to the shorter peep, we were promised some sun today, but my memory of yesterday's weather, and this photo, will have to suffice.  Here I am surveying the front approach to our domicile.  The pesky squeeps think that this area is theirs.  I often see them scrounging in the grass for something to eat (perhaps for something that was hidden last year).  My effort to evict them is still on-going, i.e., they don't let me get very close before scrambling up the nearest tree.  I could follow them... but then I'd have to figure out how to get down.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Not every attempt
is successful.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - impurressive, evoking admiration through skill (and when that fails, good looks)