 |
| Shamus on view |
Me-usings and Me-emories
21 Oct 2022 - My fifth appendage has a mind of its own, or at least its control box occupies an unconscious part of my brain. The shorter peep often remarks upon its expressiveness, and while any praise is appreciated, I can't honestly say that I've noticed any basis for her statement. Perhaps my tail is my tell-tale tic (say that fast five times). There is evidence, according to her, that it personifies my mood: from pleased to agitated, its curve and movement reflecting my emotional state. She may be correct, but it changes nothing for me. However an observer should take note.
 |
clipped notes
|
Today's Catechism
(for the autodidcat)
There are things we do
not know about ourselves.
 |
| Bring back Bastet |
 |
| Bastet beckons |
Catty Corner
slang of the day - purrissy pants, one of my nicknames (you'll have to ask my peeps why, as I don't get it)
Catty Corner
No comments:
Post a Comment