Catism is dead

My beloved cat Gergiev, founder and sole proponent of the radical theory of catism, hast abandoned her subject. Of late, she hast taken up myspace as a more proper topic for her commentary. Lying hither next to keyboard as your humble narrator dost type in the balmy 80-degree atmosphere that is her apartment, she looks quite content to be but a simple housecat purring while perched upon my papers. Goodbye, catism. May some other cat stumble upon you someday when the world is better suited for your arrival.