Cats are always figuring shit out
and working on it, in-between
lazy as fuck. Once you've got
two cats, they set to work on
each other figuring that shit
out. It's a continuous operation
and exercise, maneuver, involving
no negotiation whatsoever, but
batting and clashing, using boxes,
obstacles, position on laps they
establish a sort of détente, or
high-functional impasse, and
it works. They figured it out! No
wait - there they go still figuring
it out.
If only
humans could do that
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Tuesday, November 22, 2022
cats are always
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