Friday, March 25, 2005

Long day, long week, more to come and Catblogging

Lenten Lunches over.
Maundy Thursday finished.
Good Friday -- "The Passion" -- Tenebrae done.
Holy Saturday, 6:30 am Sunrise service, 7:00 Breakfast, 8:00 service, 9:30 service, 11:00 service left to go.

And now for something completely different. Here's an ode to a cat. By Data. From "Star Trek: The Next Generation"

Felis Cattus, is your taxonomic nomenclature,
an endothermic quadruped carnivorous by nature?
Your visual, olfactory and auditory senses
contribute to your hunting skills, and natural defenses.

I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations,
a singular development of cat communications
that obviates your basic hedonistic predilection
for a rhythmic stroking of your fur, to demonstrate affection.

A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents;
you would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
And when not being utilized to aide in locomotion,
it often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.

O Spot, the complex levels of behaviour you display
connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.

Data, "Schisms"

Here's Little Kitty "loading up"

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