At the risk of seeming sacreligious, do you think they might be able to make a movie similar to “Help!” out of it?

Oh, that was Hinduism?
‘Scuse me. Nevermind.

Lovely image that of the kitty skittering away in the moonlight. Except mine might include watching the hubbub brought about my dropping a dead mouse in the house.

Actually, the exchanges aren’t really nearly as explosive as you can find on some Buddhist forums. I think the fact that I have taken a fairly neutral stance on the issue has prevented it from turning into a flame war. But, the unintelligible Indian legal document was a nice touch though.

On the plus side, my numbers have never been higher.

A canine tail wag? A cuppa tea? Since Millicent went off to hunt mice her next incarnation, we’re feline-deprived here.

The other morning I wandered downstairs about 4 AM and saw a small figure at our the sliding glass doors to our back patio. I could see the cat head before he/she made me.

When I approached, she scampered off to the stairs. When I got to the door she was down the stairs and off across the backyard, over the raised beds and the fence and gone.

Have you felt like a cat in the moonlight, peering in the glass doors of your own blog?

Right now, I’m feeling locked out of my own blog, but hey, I opened up that can of worms, so I’ll just let them have the run of the place for a while and then I’ll come back and talk about cats and rabbits and shit again.

The house that I live in now has a combination type lock that operates the deadbolt. I guess they installed this because the landlord’s elderly mother used to live here and they wanted to be sure that neighbors or emergency personnel could get in easily in the case she was not able to unlock the door. But, for me, not yet so elderly or frail, it’s a nice insurance policy against any key mishaps. With that and the hide-a-key in my car, I’m not liable to end up sitting on a porch or curb waiting for someone to save my sorry ass.