A BASKET CASE

Yes, meowz, today I am a bit of a basket case, you know, having a little emotional distress.

  Of course, that is not preventing me from napping [nothing really ever prevents a cat from its naps].

My blankie basket is my go-to place now that cool-cold weather has come to us,

and though weather purr-sons said we'd have snow today, I heard

mine Mommy say "that's silly, at 39 degrees, not gonna happen" and she

was right, cause it's dreary cold rain instead, rather have snow.  Meowz.

Sorry, I digressed.  Last night I messed up my blankies in the basket

something fierce, blame it on the mousie I was dream chasing.

And when I jumped in here early this morning for said nap, I could not, 

could not get myself covered up and where was mine Mommy who would

usually purr-form that task when I could not, could not?

Gone girl, gone.  Nowhere.  Not within meowzing distance.

So here I am half a cat covered.

Half a cat uncovered.

Half warm.  

Half cold.

Yet not preventing me from napping,

meowz.

A basket case.