duty hound

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

11 November 2018 - When the foliage is this dense, one can't just rely on vision.  Although my ears are keen, in this setting my nose gives me an advantage.  Has an interloper swiped past these leaves?  Is it lurking behind the greenery?  Even more irritating, has the intruder left a claim on my (our) property?  Perhaps my peeps can understand why sometimes I return from yard duty not in the best of moods... not that I would take my aggravation out on them.  But I would never shirk my responsibilities just because they upset me.  One of the telltale signs of being an adult is doing stuff that you'd rather not.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

There is something satisfying

about checking a box.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - impurrative, vitally impurrtant (have no fear, we cats are here)