I know I haven’t been instilling feline wisdom in you for a few weeks, but I was in a bit of a spat with my two-legger. SHE went to see Beams and his two-legger without me. The nerve!!!! Does she not know … Okay I’m stopping myself, because I’m above that. In fact, I’ve decided to insert the claws, because today is the day that the two-leggers call Mother’s Day and although us felines don’t really have a word for ‘mother’, this is what my two-legger calls herself. I think it means ‘bringer of food, cleaner of mess and most fantastic cuddler’.
So this week’s word: Hankering
Hankering: A yearning or longing, like the kind that happens in the pants of a two-legged male during the Spring.
‘Two-Legger, Lord Likely’s pants often display the signs of a hankering and not only in the Spring. Based on the strut that Lord Likely has around my two-legger. I’d say he has a hankering for her, but then again he struts like that around all female two-leggers.’
Right now I have a hankering to give my two-legger a cuddle, especially since she's upset over her Mom. Hate seeing her upset. Photo by Lola May.
You have me down to a tee, m’dear!
I spend practically all my day hankering, and sometimes I hanker so much things can get rather messy.
Thank heavens, then, for the hanker-chief.
Meowrrow! Two-leggers, so clearly the lesser species, The males only ever really have one thing on the brain. At least this one cleans up after himself.