a right jolly old self

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Me-usings and Me-emories

26 December 2015 - I hope that all of you survived the onslaught of family.  I for one can only tolerate so much togetherness, and then my primary desire is to flee for my life.  Two days ago I resorted to hiding under the bedclothes...which worked very well.  I was left alone, and much of the cacophony was damped to white noise.  Since then we have had the house to ourselves...which is how I prefer it.  I don't want to be the cranky guest, but I am acutely aware that I am not the only cat on these premises.  My peeps have tried mightily to maintain the contrary illusion, but my nose still works and it tells me that there is definitely another of my kind lurking about.  Plus the other day there was an unmistakable low-frequency warning coming from behind a closed door.  My furry host has no manners... probably his breath is bad as well.

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Catvice 

(for the self-absorbed)

Treat others decently...

the idea might catch on.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

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word of the day - hospurrtable, being warm and receptive towards one's fellow beings...even when you would prefer giving them a swat

straight to his work

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Me-usings and Me-emories

25 December 2015 - As I feared, I was road-tripped north.  At least my new digs is somewhat familiar, and my peeps are with me...so I will manage until I figure out how to return to my proper place in the world.  Despite traveling all day, we did not leave temperate weather behind.  I haven't needed a heated bed since arriving here.  As you can see, the red-suited peep brought me a wadded ball of wrapping paper.  I always can use a new toy, especially since their interest fades so quickly.  I hope that the jolly ol' peep found you as well.

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Catvice 

(for the self-absorbed)

To insure the steady flow of gifts,

always express gratitude.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

phrase of the day - "Feline Navidad", which loosely translates into "kitty Christmas" and aptly describes today 

the sleigh full of noise

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Me-usings and Me-emories

20 December 2015 - I was getting a little worried, but now I have spied a few more wrapped gifts.  Holiday bows are a must, don't you think?  They give one something to twiddle before the day of opening arrives.  These blue examples were very well attached...I know because I checked.  That is an important detail for safe transport... which I fear is going to be the case for these presents and, alas, for me.  It wasn't Santa's pack that the peeps were stowing clothes in yesterday.  The dreaded luggage, harbinger of long and clamorous rides, is now sitting in the hall.  Based on the current absence of household frenzy, I would guess that today is not the day.

 

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Nice things come in

any-sized packages.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purr-rying, naturally inquisitive...but in a nice way

Jack Frost nipping at your nose

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Me-usings and Me-emories

10 December 2015 - Some of the back yard plants have wandered in from the cold.  They definitely weren't here yesterday, when the temperatures were quite moderate...and now look.  I don't come out on the balcony often, so the discovery of their huddle isn't too upsetting to my day.  The yellowish specimen there on the left I know to steer clear of.  Truthfully I am not much of a greens eater...I make an exception with grass and only when my stomach feels a bit unsettled.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Some people, some ideas,

have to be warmed up to.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrticular, like a picky eater, choosy about one's kibble

"a peddler just opening his pack"

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Me-usings and Me-emories

18 December 2015 - Is this for moi??  From this angle the viewer might think that I am actually in the bag....but I'm not.  It was emanating a strange odor that compelled me to rub my head along its top edge.  Now it really is mine.  The choice of colors couldn't be better for a tuxedo cat, thank you, anonymous giver.  Later on I'll conspire, when the peeps aren't watching, to extract the tissue paper and bat it around the floor.  Who knows, in my excitement I may even make red confetti?  It is after all the season to share joy.

 

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Presents can just be the

presence of a friend.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - scatawag, mischief-maker, naughty but in a nice Cal-VIN way

north poles apart

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Me-usings and Me-emories

17 December 2015 - The shorter peep calls this oddly proportioned creature a bobblehead.  I definitely approve because every time I swat it, it nods in agreement.  Such could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.   Never in my presence has it uttered a word or even a sound...it would be a great secret-keeper, should you need to get something off your chest.  Of course confession implies the presence of guilt and the promise of repentence...no surprise that we cats decline the opportunity to unload.  I won't be burdening the silly little guy with dark matters.  I feel sorry for it:  it can't be easy being green.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Variety is the norm of life.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - celepurrated, acclaimed, greatly admired...what's there not to like?

to his team gave a whistle

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Me-usings and Me-emories

15 December 2015 - My buddy and I could be an odd casting of Rocky and Bullwinkle.  He is even more taciturn than I, turning his head away when I asked if he was the one on the roof yesterday.  Probably not...he seems very attached to this spot, and it has a good view and lots of natural light, so I completely understand.  The jingle bell earrings are a surprising assessory, but they would drive me into a tizzy...I am not even fond of collars...just a lay(-about) sort of guy.  I hope that he didn't filch the red mittens from you-know-who.

 

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Look in the mirror if

you want a friend like you.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - appurroachable, friendly on the odd day, pleasant when it suits

there arose such a clatter

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Me-usings and Me-emories

14 December 2015 - I know very well that something is moving about on the roof.  "Prancing and pawing?"  I would not describe the sound in those words...more like scritching.  The shorter peep gave no reaction, so she probably can't hear such subtleties...but she has other strengths.  Since one of my jobs is to safeguard the perimeter, I am unsettled as long as it remains out there, unseen but suspected.  An assault on one's domicile is nothing to ignore.  In these high-alert times, any unexpected trespasser should beware.  For his sake I hope that the red-suited fellow is wearing Kevlar.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

A smile can deflate a tense situation.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrudent, watchful, cautious...a good combination with curious

a fairytale, they say

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Me-usings and Me-emories

13 December 2015 - Did this thing beam down?  December is such a weird month, I swear that anything can and will happen.  Every time I enter a familiar room, I wonder  if I will recognize it.  The shorter peep should be analyzed, since I suspect that she is behind all these alien appearances.  But everyone here at the abode continues to flash smiles my way, so perhaps I should relax and enjoy the unknowability of how her mind works.  Maybe there really is magic in old silk hats?

 

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Normal is wishful thinking.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - skepticat, unconvinced that dinner will be provided

boughs of jolly

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Me-usings and Me-emories

12 December 2015 - Anyone with a functioning nose would immediately know that this greenery is fake (and a hard look would as well discern the artificial needles).  At least the shorter peep didn't drape the garland on top of my perch...she probably knew better.  I don't regularly sit on this railing, but I don't care to be banned from doing something that I might want to do.  This arrangement means that nothing need be knocked on the floor to make my point.  It is very liberating to be off Santa's radar screen.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Naughty and nice are so subjective.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrverse, doing the opposite of what has been suggested... lest the peeps forget who is boss

ho-ho-hobegone

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Me-usings and Me-emories

10 December 2015 - The view from my pallet keeps changing.  I am not sure what the shorter peep is up to...something about my not cooperating?  That she would say that pricks my feelings as I think of myself as a very easy-going, agreeable sort.  But it is the season to overlook slights, so I'll not give it further thought.  I do wonder, however, at the current choice of decor.  When one lives in Florida, enjoying a balmy December, I guess there is irony in displaying replicas of snow people.  They look so merry, but I know it is all an act.  There is no jolly fun in being frozen stiff.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Dress for the weather.

There is nothing stylish

in looking wretched.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - furlorn, appearing pitifully sad and abandoned whenever it suits the feline's purpose

a hot ruminating toddy

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

8 December 2015 - I have no recollection of sugar plums dancing in my head, but it is still possible that I dream.  My peeps enjoy pointing out that occasionally, while asleep, my paws and whiskers will twitch.  All I can say in response is at least I don't drool on my pillow while napping.  There is scientific evidence, based on our brain wave patterns, that supports the claim that indeed we cats experience REM, just as peeps do.  It is in this stage of sleep that peep dreams occur, so probably I am revisiting my day while snoozing.  But what would Freud make of three blind meeps as a recurring motif?

 

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Deal with concerns while awake

lest they keep you awake.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purroccupied, given to woolgathering, since balls of yarn are so much fun

say "puh-leeze"

Me-ow-my-oh!

 

Me-usings and Me-emories

7 December 2015 - Cranberry red is my color, don't you think?  I am amenable to sitting on a prop, to posing in front of a prop...just don't ask me to wear a Santa hat or reindeer antlers or a package bow.  I may look like a softy, but it would be a mistake to think that I am a pushover.  The only thing standing between agreeable and disagreeable might be a short fuse.  So don't spoil the moment.  Everyone likes to hear how good he/she looks.

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Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

We all should admit

to a little vanity.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purroud, knowing you've got it without being catty about it