Cat’s consuetude, until a dill does elicit a cry shrill jumped high as a hill, is the sill—whence the view to a kill will ever fit the bill for a still thrill. ; )

Posey’s thoughts were a whir.

Bluey was too busy.

Sharky was at a seance.

Octavia was orchestrating.

Penny was pensively grinning.

And, Seal’s deal was done.

On who could he rely?

Flo had called in sick and a succedaneum was desperately needed for the day’s flying fish.

Then, just as true panic began to occur, Shelly’s twin, Terri, flippered up and exclaimed, “As you wish!” ; )

As she articulates her autobiography on canvases, Anne’s paintings share a subtle, albeit profound, point about her: the ambidexterity allows antidromic strokes of the brush too—a fact known only by magnifying glasses and company of weekend classes. ; )

Aye, some might wish, when presented with journey’s next leg, daunting even for Invincible Ivan, the surety of a sherpa, but, indeed, it is those running with the blood of a balmaiden who carry the mettle needed to pass the pass as feeling willers. ; )

Feline with me to believe life will never trip you whilst self is adorned by a precious phylactery, but without a tail-isman, your life will fall short of living to the nines because you will not see in every entity a cat’s meow. ; )