Kitty…
Where do you go
When you vanish like that?
How do you reappear so soon?
Why are you napping now?
What is your game?
Who knows?
© Sometimes, 2016
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Who, What, When, Where, How & Why
Kitty…
Where do you go
When you vanish like that?
How do you reappear so soon?
Why are you napping now?
What is your game?
Who knows?
© Sometimes, 2016
Comments are closed.
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Mind boggles at the possible shenanigans of ‘kitty’…. 😉 Hugs!
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That’s “mawkin.” He lives outside…he was spying on us when we were building the floor. 🙂
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Clever….. 😉
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thank you…did you like my use of my tag line?
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thanks, I liked it myself.
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yes, he is
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My cat was with me (or I with her) in four living spaces. In each space, she knew how to disappear–so much so that I’d look outside for her. Then when I came in, she’d be sitting in the open with a wry, serene countenance. I did not learn her hiding places. Cats are riddles, as you indicate with question marks. Maybe cats wonder why we never hide. Or don’t take more naps.
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cats are very cool critters. I relate to the hiding in impossible places.
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Cats are a law on to themselves!
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yes…have you ever seen the “puppy bowl” video they show at the games half-time…there are puppies running around playing and generally entertaining humans, and kittens napping. Very funny… herding cats, indeed. 🙂
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yes…their rules only seem to apply to non-cats. 🙂 I love cats…animals in general, really.
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Reblogged this on SOMETIMES and commented:
I am compelled to re-post this photo of MAWKIN and a cat poem from last year. In this shot he was observing our efforts to clean the garage.
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