Marcus here. Now, it’s only my point of view, but humans need to understand that it’s my world and they just live in it. Take, for instance, how my human father fails to understand how hazardous his position is when he kicks me off my side of the bed because he wants to sleep. My sister and I are all cuddled and snuggled in Catenary curves of feline perfection, scientifically designed to maximize comfort and heat distribution. Also, the aesthetically proven perfect position of maximum grace and artistic composition. He sends us off to huddle at the foot of the bed.



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‘the aesthetically proven perfect position of maximum grace and artistic composition’–tell ’em, Marcus. And why is this definition not in Wikipedia, for cryin’ out loud?! It’s perfect!
Yes, like the feline take on Catenary !!!!! And thanks for that, Lois!
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Oh Marcus, give it up. We humans will NEVER get it.
Hmmmphhhhh!
Marcus, can I just say how handsome you are? That is a marvelous portrait. Jupyter is sad that you have mates to curl up with, and she is forced to stretch to maximum length cross-wise in the center of the bed, in order to form the right connection between two warm humans.
Sad for herself, I mean, not for you. She would probably have a more satisfying life if it could be lived with others, like you do.
Yup, a sibling you can have knockdown, drag-out fights with!
That’s laugh out loud material.
Marcus is glaring at me as I write this. They want a treat, and they want it now!