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Me-usings and Me-emories
28 January 2021 - My preferred gear is lickety-split, so the speed at which my peeps operate can be maddening... especially when it involves sustenance. The shorter one and I meet up at meal times, because after all digestion is aided by cheerful companionship. I suppose the doling out of my treats is not ultimately one of authoritarian control but rather a means to prolong my enjoyment (i.e., a way to keep me from gobbling). But sometimes I have to remind her that I am waiting for the next course. It certainly isn't a matter of her forgetting me, but she can get distracted by her own food (which is not that interesting, I will confirm) or by whatever it is that she tackles with a pen and a frown. But thankfully a paw poke is sufficient to bring her around to my reality.
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Today's Catechism
(for the autodidcat)
Things can go missing
between the ears.
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Catty Corner
word of the day - lapurred, accomplished with great effort and a "purrty please"
I found that a little nip on the knee got my grandmother's attention when she wasn't feeding me bites of ice cream fast enough...its good to remind people of where there priorities should lie!
ReplyDeleteI prefer to call them "love bites"... and peeps do require lots of reminding.
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