Tuesday, 25 August 2026

me thinks

Shamus on view
Me-usings and Me-emories

25 Aug 2026 - I do love my routine, but every now and then I get the urge (because it certainly isn't thought out) to do something different.  For predictable me, "different" doesn't need to be earth-rattling or unique.  For example, I can't recall if/when I hopped onto this deck chair, but why not audition it?  It had a few things on the plus side, but sorely (as in "ouch" my contact points) suffered from no cushion.  I am certain there is padding when my two peeps sit here, but not today.  My adventure concluded, I happily return to the usual.




clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


It doesn't hurt to
rethink "why not?".











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - expurrnation, the reason why a cat does something

Monday, 24 August 2026

what a good boy

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

24 Aug 2026 - "Shamus the purrer sat it the corner?"  Evidently I like this spot in my personal sun room, and would like it even more if a cushion were provided.  Mr. Sol favors this side of our domicile, so if he decides to show his face, this room can be quite toasty, my idea of perfect, especially on a day that is sunny but not sufficiently warm.  And beyond these milky portals parades all manner of interlopers.  Maybe from here I am as indistinct to them as they are to me, certainly my stop-'em-dead glare is blocked.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Often a tolerable situation
can be improved upon.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

phrase of the day - purrlum job, an enviable position (for which I'm well qualified)

Sunday, 23 August 2026

the essentials

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

23 Aug 2026 - On those mornings when Mr. Sol is slow to arrive, I feel no rush to begin my day.  The interlopers don't favor bad weather, giving me the appreciated option of hitting the snooze button.  When the shorter peep thinks it's time to rise, then so will I... but until then, I'll catnap or spruce up the coat or file my nails.  An on-call life requires one to shoehorn in secondary, but even so important, chores when presented with a few idle moments.  The strategy serves me well and keeps me perky and looking good.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Some things shouldn't
be neglected.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - indispurrnsable, absolutely necessary to a cat

Saturday, 22 August 2026

deep breath

Shamus on view
Me-usings and Me-emories

22 Aug 2026 - An excursion outdoors is highly recommended.  One doesn't have to venture far to reap the benefits of viewing a natural horizon, of breathing pine-scented air.  My time on the personal screened deck is a highlight to my day, and weather that cancels R&R out there above the big water is not appreciated.  Problems that loom large inside four walls are shrunk to small matters when aired beneath that big dome of blue... so small we are, how petty our complaints, how laughable our ambitions, when scaled to the universe.  I'm very relieved to know that my responsibilities cover such a teeny fracture of that space.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


We need to get over ourselves.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - significat, deserving of feline attention

Friday, 21 August 2026

let me think about that

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

21 Aug 2026 - It is "finders, keepers"... until the "owner" comes along to claim it.  You are very aware, through my ramblings, that I have many places at which to grab a nap.  So when one becomes unavailable, or too noisy for my ears, I have no problem, after a wee bit of grousing, relocating to something equally suited.  But each chosen spot has something, or several, to recommend it, even when they all are comfy and offer visuals of the surrounding area.  The shorter peep and I agree that this particular cushion is reason enough for pausing (pawsing?) to rest.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Don't rush through life.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - delipurration, careful feline consideration before acting

Thursday, 20 August 2026

more, please

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

20 Aug 2026 - What could be better than a chin chuck?  My imagination fails me.  And I could sit there forever, but in reality I must be content with whatever time the shorter peep allocates (always too short).  It is most appreciated, and afterwards I am invigorated, ready to take on any and all interlopers.  I don't understand the mechanism that causes some sensory stimulation to be so pleasurable and others so-so, even undesirable.  But what is clear is that the inarticulate part of my brain, for whatever reason, likes chin chucks.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


You know you're special if
you're allowed in the personal space.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - singulpurr, distinguished in a cat's mind from what is usual

Wednesday, 19 August 2026

follow the trail

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

19 Aug 2026 - None of the interlopers I deal with here in the hinterland have a stride of that length, and my peeps' paws are many times larger... so maybe it was moi who walked across the bed??  Typically if I wish to cross from one side to the other, I duck underneath, but that isn't always the case.  Sometimes I hop up and take a stroll... I've noticed that above does offer better site lines.  But the decision is hardly that:  I just find myself on the top side and not even wondering why.  I have my mission, and my brain is busy enough processing all the sensory input.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Reasons are what we
tell ourselves.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

phrase of the day - small purrtatoes, things of little significance to a cat