In a small effort toward explaining the quiet state of [miaow], you may observe the following:
In the beginning there was:
And then there was:
Together, the Bun and the Oven conspired to dupe M and I into a soporific state and hypnotise us. “Join us, join us,” they wheedled as we slept, innocent and unknowing. My birthday brought with it more than a video iPod. And three months later we saw this (and named it, temporarily, The PartyPie).
…so now you know 😉 – and I’ll start posting more, and will endeavour NOT to swamp [miaow] with PartyPie centric monologues. Even with one in me, there’s only so much baby I am willing to inflict on you 😉