Brother Henry’s ego (and possibly his tail) is still stinging a little bit from yesterday. You see, Mama Cat did eventually wake up and realized that Brother H was sitting right next to the on the Security Outpost Tabby Tower. Her reaction was, shall we say, less than cordial. Brother Henry retreated, and I found him later moping around the house. I told him that whenever I experience any sort of spiritual crisis, I spend some time with The Sacred Brick of Piety. Getting My pious on always helps Me to clear My head and put things in perspective. Brother Henry seemed skeptical, but when I went to My Outdoor Domain this morning, I found him looking all self-reflective with his head on The Sacred Brick.
I didn’t want to disrupt Brother Henry’s concentration but, being a cat, My curiosity got the best of Me. I said, “Brother Henry? Has The Sacred Brick of Piety helped?” Brother Henry replied, “Well… I’m not sure… but right now all I can think about is how stiff my neck is and how bad my head hurts from laying on this brick. I kind of forgot why I came out here in the first place.” I smiled at Brother Henry and said, “You’re welcome.”
So Sayeth Otis