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31 October 2014 - Can we surmise that this creature's smile is the result of poor dental care?  It certainly is not a selfie, as I have all my teeth.  I also have sufficient self-esteem to not wish to be anything other than a tuxedo cat, but it would be very cool to be totally black...able to blend into the night.  Clearly such a cloak would give a sizable advantage in surprising prey, and if I were so lucky as to have a bioluminescent mouth, well, I could scare my intended to death.  What an energy-saver to lie in wait and then simply deliver a devilish grin as the coup de grace.  Tricks turned into treats.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Looks fortunately can't kill.

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word of the day - infurnal, possessed by spurrits, showing crazed behavior, such as mad dashes and tail chasing

head'em off at the pass

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30 October 2014 - Somehow I missed National Cat Day?  Well, I have been a tad busy.  If playing horseshoes, close is perfectly acceptable, even the winning throw in some just-for-fun competitions, so I won't sweat the possibility of losing my membership card.  We cats after all possess minds of our own....  This shot to the right was taken a while ago, so I am having to scratch my head to remember what I found fascinating about the shower wall.  Am I seeing cartoon characters in the storm cloud shapes?  Maybe I am leaning in to rule out the presence of black smoke roiling up from below the tiled floor?  But I would posit that my animal brain is experiencing thoughts, even if I won't or can't share them.  Peeps, egotists that they are, "think" that they are the only creatures with the ability to draw conclusions, process motives.  If indeed they were as sentient as they claim, why are they so irrational and oblivious?  I have my thoughts on that puzzler, but I will just sit here and purr.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't assume that you know
what is going on in another's head.

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word of the day - compurrhension, deducing which peep to cozy up to and then acting accordingly

catsup

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26 October 2014 - I pretend that I am unaware of the pudgy remarks, so, no, despite everything that you might think, this spot is not my favorite...even though it is where my food bowl is located.  The shorter peep thinks that I should get exercise even when I show up for a meal, so she places my kibble three feet above the floor.  But three feet is just a click of the heels for me, and besides I prefer taking my sustenance above the fray.  I like my little alcove just off a thoroughfare...all the better to keep a paw on the pulse of the household, while seeming focused on my next bite.  Purrfecto!

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Obstacles give one choices:  whether to leap over, tunnel beneath, or swing wide.

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word of the day - epurrcure, one of those felines who is not finicky about food, sometimes drooling in anticipation

transportal

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25 October 2014 - This window ledge doesn't qualify as a favorite spot, but it is a fascinating spot.  It is rather like sitting on a curb and watching the parade pass by, just inches from your feet.  The things that I have seen from here are all unbidden, all delightful.  This spot is where we should be having family time, a picture worth one's attention, a plot to quicken the heart rate.  But the peeps still seem enamored of their splashy screen upstairs.  I realize that I am outnumbered, so my solution is to do both.  Clever Calvin!

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Realize that nothing is ordinary.

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word of the day - mewse, to ponder the great questions, thereby acting as inspiration

down in front

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24 October 2014 - I try to participate in family time, even when it involves sitting for long stretches in front of this screen.  I can't understand the peeps' fascination with this piece of equipment, but then I am not a peep.  I have found that sleep comes easily when I am stretched out before the frenetic image.  Rather than pumping me with excitement the colorful pandemonium lulls me into a restful trance.  In more lucid moments I have observed that this is not the effect being produced on the peeps...instead they seem animated and engaged with the display.  As I said, it totally escapes me.  But that is alright as my being present is all about solidarity:  I don't mind hanging out with them....maybe I will catch a glimpse of the MGM lion.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Frenzy gets meaning
from torpor.

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phrase of the day - couch purrtato, a feline 

that has attained nirvana

age appropriated

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Me-usings and Me-emories

22 October 2014 - Sometimes I forget that I am double-digits.  When in this juvenile state of mind I am often compelled to lurk behind curtains and swat at whatever comes near.  When the adrenaline is coursing through my body, it is nigh impossible to conduct myself with dignity.  Of course if the shorter peep was not so perverse as to document these rare antics, I could downplay, if not deny, their occurrence.  So, yes, I can act foolishly at times.  But the truth is these unscripted moments can be quite fun.  You should try it.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

See-saws and swings aren't 

just for the under-10 crowd.

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word of the day - furisky, full of energy, playful as a kitten with a ball of yarn

the world is a stage

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21 October 2014 - So many textures in this photograph, the sort of composition that painters would challenge themselves with.  Here I am in another favorite spot.  It shares with other such places the offer of a vantage point.  This time it isn't peep traffic that I get to observe, but the comings and goings of the great outdoors.  Particularly this time of year the palmetto bushes beyond the porch are the stopovers for many sorts of beeps.  Some rest briefly, and continue on their south-bound journey; others will be resident for the next six months.  That's entertainment.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Be open to new and different.

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word of the day - mewving, something in motion that can produce a strong emotion, like a beep fluttering at the window

family problems

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20 October 2014 - If you have any paranoia whatsoever, this photo will get under your skin.  Even those of us with a healthy dose of self-assurance don't like the idea of being watched, of having our actions monitored.  There is plenty of evidence that indeed we are being observed and recorded, particularly in public spaces, but we like to believe that we are our own masters, free to behave, within the constraints of the law, as we choose.  The younger generation, the ones who willingly upload TMI pictures of themselves (or parts of themselves) without a second thought about consequences, have grown up under this surveillance and don't seem to chafe at the loss of privacy.  I for one don't trust big brother.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Notoriety is a double-edged sword.

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image of the day - wedjat, or Eye of Horus

 

lap it up

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Me-usings and Me-emories

19 October 2014 - It would be a stretch to call it the lap of luxury, since the material is many-times-washed denim.  Nonetheless it is a comfy lap, and ultimately that is what counts.  Now that the temperatures have dropped a few degrees, I once again can indulge in this pastime.  The fit was much better when I was a wee kit.  Now I fill up the space and spill over at the edges, but like a favorite well-worn blanket, this lap speaks "home" to me.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

At the top of the mountain

is contentment.

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word of the day - purroperty, one's possessions, the things that make you mew

the benny factor

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Me-usings and Me-emories

17 October 2014 - Although I have numerous spots that I alternate among, this one at the foot of the bed is a favorite.  The elevated view and its proximity to places that the shorter peep frequents figure into its appeal.  Not that I must keep an eye on her, but every pass by my post usually includes a head pat or a chin chuck.  Naturally I like the attention, and there are pluses for her as well:  a reordering of priorities, a lessening of anxiety, a pause from busy-ness.  Possibly this is what is meant by a symbiotic relationship, or we could just use the less rarified word, friendship.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Some of the more important benefits don't involve money.

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word of the day - mewtualism, the notion that mutual dependency makes both parties purr

a concrete plan

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Me-usings and Me-emories

16 October 2014 - With the driveway empty of traffic and the backyard quiet, I ventured outside.  There is a long unremarkable stretch of newness now at the back door.  Its odor is strange, but no funkier than that which it supplanted.  The material was firm beneath my feet, but I suspect that it will make a poor scratching surface.  The real question is how the evicted armadillo and opossums will react.  Burrowing under this horizontal monolith will not be so easy.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't forget that solid ground

sits upon molten rock.

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song of the day - Steamroller Blues, "I'm a cement mixer baby, a churning urn of burning funk"

hard hat and tails

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Me-usings and Me-emories

15 October 2014 - My nerves are shot.  Today is the third day of realizing a concrete sidewalk, and I had not bargained for so much noise and disruption of my life.  Closing my eyes only heightens the assault upon my ears, so my one recourse is to endure.    I have tried to choose a spot that will cocoon me, and here I wait it out.  Surely it can't be much longer....

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Suffering is uncalled for.

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word of the day - mewsery, distress of mind and discomfort of body, poorly approximated by a room full of rocking chairs

a privileged character

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Me-usings and Me-emories

14 October 2014 - Forget the present, just let me play in the box.  Yes, I know, I know, that curiosity thing is going to be my downfall...but think of everything that I learn because of this compulsion.  The shorter peep was undoubtedly setting me up when she placed the box so that I couldn't not see it.  And the next thing I realize I am checking out its interior.  I must admit it had good potential:  enough headroom, breadth sufficient to stretch out.  But it still retained some of that brand-new smell, which was off-putting.  Besides I already have several comfy options at my disposal.  I came, I saw, I nixed.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Following your nose can get

you in deep doo-doo.

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word of the day - purrogative, a cat's birthright