|Prancer Pie does perturbed.|
Hi furriends, Prancer Pie here. I'm tryin to get my easy on, but the pawparazzi here is very persistent.
Mommy recently commented on some kitteh's blog by saying we were waiting with "baited breath". We googled bated/(baited) and learned a great deal. Although Shakespeare (we think) was the first to use the phrase in The Merchant Of Venice, like most things this has been mostly forgotten through the years and learned that most commonly "baited" is used now. Too bad. But we did come across this poem by Geoffrey Taylor, to help remind us of the difference of "bated" - to hold your breath with anticipation, and "baited" - which means scented.
Sally, having swallowed cheese
Directs down holes the scented breeze
Enticing thus with baited breath
Nice mice to an untimely death.
Pee Ess - the name of this poem is Cruel Clever Cat. We kind of like the clever part. We hope Mommy didn't bore you to tears with this post. Have an Easy Sunday. Purrs, y'all.