Soft kitty, warm kitty

I was doing hall duty on Sunday so I wasn't aware that Brooke had volunteered to give the opening prayer.  It was reported to me that she stepped up to the mic confidently and without hesitation.  She refused the help that was offered to her.  She folded her arms, bowed her head, and closed her eyes.  She paused, obviously thinking about the sincere desires of her heart, ready to pour them forth in mighty spirit.  She took a deep breath and began:

"Meow."