So smol
They are tenderizing us for a later meal it seems…….
Cats are such misunderstood creatures….
Our cats mid-night mewlings; are they singing? Are they communicating with Void-lings? It seems my cats are reciting poetry. Very loudly.
Special guest writer today is humom: Every cat parent knows that you cannot move once there is a cat on one’s lap; it is sacrilege.
The best way to get attention in our household seems to be with poetry. Also incessant meowing…..
Even kittens write poetry! But they are infinitely more adorable.
The joys of having cats and the mid-night surprises they leave us! It’s always better when they leave us poems they wrote though.
Finally a peer into the mind of our cats when it comes to their midnight Christmas Tree destroying antics.
If they make fits, they do sits. Such epic battles can only be adequately expressed in poetry.
Idiosyncratic Mewsings 