Slinky soft velour

Hello World from Elfstone Chestnut Pussycat,
Acorn and I watched as Mom discovered the black velour lounge outfit newly purchased and laid out on the bed. She loves it.

We made sure to add color contrasting fur on the shoulder before she put it on.
After all, that's what cats are for.

Bard in Fur

I am a flash of flame,
A flicker of autumn leaves.
I am an ancient voice,
Guardian encircling the land,
A watcher at the gate,
A seeker at the door.
I am the challenger
With elder wizard’s tongue,
Ruler of human kind
And any kind within reach.
I am a little dragon
Mantled in orange fur,
A bringer of faraway rain
Rumbling in the night.
Listen to my song,
For I am Acorn Oakmist.

(c) 2006 Arvanna

Why don't they Just Ask a Cat?

I heard my humans watching the news and the growing stock market crisis tonight, fretting and worrying and discussing as humans tend to do.

I finally looked over at My Human, sitting next to me on the couch, and The Other One, in the recliner, and said
"Nobody asked me!"

Of course, they heard this as
"YOWL!" But they knew what I meant; for the world's most complex problems, all anyone ever needs to do is just ask a cat!

...of course now that I got everyone's attention, I decided I didn't feel like dispensing the advice after all. At least, not right now. I'll think about it...

Sincerely,
Acorn Oakmist