Just a short dash (mouth!) of a note before I hit the hay, which is like the equivalent of ten catnaps. I have to get this off my impossibly soft, plush, smooshable chest before I snooze, because otherwise I will forget and then have to do that thing where I wrack and wrack and wrack my brain to remember and come up with nothing! I'm sure mew have done this too. Am I right, ladies and germs (and cats)?
So, this is what I realized! All this time I have been living in this city, I have been pronouncing it wrong! It's MEW YORK, not New York! How could I have been so wrong!
Oh, silly, silly me! MEOWMEOW!