the worship of idles

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

30 November 2016 - Not exactly a cat in a hat, but this closet drawer is a much better fit, with good elevation... a feature that is important to us felines.  Often when my peeps vacate the premises and I am left by myself, I try to finagle one of these drawers for my repose.  With only one entry/exit and no way to observe the outdoors, it isn't a very good guard post.  However, since I don't really want to be disturbed by a trespasser (that might require some action on my part), I opt for ignorance.  It is a popular choice.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Somethings are best not known.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - lackadaisicat, hiding intelligence by acting blasé (I should get an Oscar)

do tail

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

29 November 2016 - I am in full "what was that?" mode.  If my front paw was raised, I could pass for the pointer variety of dim deeps (not that I would ever aspire to be one).  With these warm temperatures I can't decide if I'd rather be inside or outside... and the shorter peep is probably wishing that I would make up my mind, as I have called on her to assist my frequent exits.  My nose won't let me rest:  with a source of water in our yard, all sorts of wildlife are sneaking a drink, and leaving their scented trails for me to track.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Be a curious George (or Georgina).

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrsue, to follow something, to hunt for the answer  to "what?"

be nice

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

28 November 2016 - The pale peep, that third member of a crowd, is still with us.  She has made kindly overtures of friendship toward me, so I am no longer exiting the room when she enters.  I have, in fact, sniffed out her sleeping space, and can detect no evidence of a little dim deep hiding in a shoulder bag or a massive tabby too heavy to stir itself downstairs.  She appears to have arrived here "alone".  I have joined her and the shorter peep for morning meals, and she is respectful of my dish.  True, she has stayed beyond three days, but I am not offended by the smell of fish.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't overstay your welcome.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - appurreciate, value a tolerable situation (because things could easily be worse)

peeves and roosters

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Me-usings and Me-emories

27 November 2016 - I empathize with the little peeps this time of year:  I don't like to wait either.  But I certainly find myself doing that very thing… a lot.  My peeps and I are very compatible, but our sense of urgency could not be further apart.  My needs are very modest, and I ask for very little… so why is it so difficult for them to "snap to it"?  And what can I do about their slackness?  My paws are tied, and that they realize this fact partially explains their snail's pace.  To manage all the frustrations I self-medicate with sleep.

methodology of the meow-stro

   

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Biding one's time is an

inefficient use of it.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - agicatted, upset and fur-ruffled (but I shouldn't let peeps get to me like that)

only half baked

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

26 November 2016 - I will leave the worrying, in regards our lack of rainfall, to my peeps.  I know that their petitions for precipitation will ricochet into the deaf ear of our universe, so I shall conserve my breath.  Besides I have no issue with our dry, moderate weather.  What isn't to like, when in late November, less than a month away from St. Nick's appearance (although his impersonators are already out there shilling for consumerism), one can loll outside in perfect comfort.  Dust brushes off much easier than mud or, shudder, ice, and I am a stickler when it comes to personal grooming.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

   

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Since when is "good enough"

not good enough.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - felincity, pragmatic contentment exemplified by cats

divide and conquer

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

25 November 2016 - Aaah, leftovers!  The day after is almost as good as the first serving, and not nearly as much preparation required.  My diet and that of my peeps are, with the exception of dairy products and eggs, mutually exclusive.  For years my "something extra" was yogurt... and then I developed a sensitivity to it.  That was a sad day, to no longer have that special treat offered.  But occasionally the taller peep will share his plate with me, not that there is much left when he passes it over.  And I am very excited over a new addition to my meals, something brand new and delish and hopefully gentle on my digestive track.  I would hate to be disappointed again.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

It's wonderful to meet over food.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - allocat, to distribute fairly to the feline of the house (or there will be consequences)

no turkeys here

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

24 November 2016 - Evidently peeps who spend today alone, and would rather not, find these food-centric holidays depressing.  They should emulate us felines, who find it off-putting to be in a crowd, i.e., more than two.  So when my peeps disappeared this afternoon, I was delighted to have the house to myself.  My food bowl was not empty, I could hop on the kitchen counter (since what no one sees didn't technically happen), and I snoozed to my heart's content.  I have much to be thankful for.

methodology of the meow-stro

   

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Be comfortable with

your own company.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - cattented, relaxed and secure (in helps to know that you are king of the jungle)

who is at the helm?

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

22 November 2016 - The transition from awake to asleep is a mysterious realm, particularly because we are unaware of the exact boundary.  In fact, if I sense that I am drifting away, then my faculties are snapped into engagement, and sleep is startled back into the shadows.  Despite the skittishness of this restorative state, an observer can witness the shift.  The eyes are a particular give-away, as they lose focus and gaze upon nothing in particular.  So, yes, here I am, about to nod off... and I make no apologies.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Letting go of control is a scary thing.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - compurrsure, the feeling of being calm and in charge (we cats make terrible followers)

fuzzy was he?

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

21 November 2016 - "Many are chilled, but few are frozen"  Ha!  A clever turn of phrase, but a misrepresentation of the plight of those of us who despise cold weather.  Numerous Florida residents live here precisely because they don't want to be northern popsicles, and then there are all those so-named snow beeps, who swell our numbers in the winter.  That said, I am delighted when I learn that there are folks who relish arctic air... because otherwise there would be more escapees down here than we already have.  And personally I like elbow room.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

"Unacceptable" is not a suggestion.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrilous, exposed to an undesirable situation ("Shut that door!")

jinn teal

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

20 November 2016 - Well, it wasn't a peacock or a wild turkey, all things that have at one time strutted through our yard...but whatever sort of beep it was, it was large and had cold beady eyes.  I glared at it from the window, while it quietly walked the perimeter of our pond, peering into the water.  I got the definite impression that it was scouting for its next meal... which made me all the happier to be inside (did I mention that it was LARGE), although I would have quickly offered up that mangy interloper.

methodology of the meow-stro

  

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Be wary of wild creatures.

They are unaware of

the Geneva conventions.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrlite, being respectful (and giving a wide berth to bruisers)

a brindle of "oh, boy"

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

19 November 2016 - "Hello, kitty!"  Actually this diminutive makes me cringe.  "Cat" is solid, no-frills, i.e., preferable (while taking less breath to say).  I don't get to admire my profile, except in photographs.  I am, don't you think, a handsome example of my kind.  But I can't recall seeing a domestic feline (and it could be true of the wild variety, but I have few first-hand examples) that wasn't good-looking... granted, some more than others.  I am just thankful that I didn't arrive in this world as a tortoiseshell, by far my least favorite variety of feline.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't be ignored

(unless you want to be).

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purristle, to react by drawing oneself up, often provoked by peep slights

pardon me while I yawn

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

18 November 2016 - How could a face like mine be thought anything but trustworthy?  No one would hand-wring that I am trying to sell Florida swamp land as prime real estate... besides that scam has already been pulled.  And without opposable thumbs it would be difficult for me (although I suppose not impossible) to run a shell game.  If it were a mouse instead of a pea, then I might be interested.  Hollywood isn't optioning my "exploits", because, quite frankly, my life is straightforward and honest and boring.  How could a writer construct a plot that would give the viewer a roller-coaster experience?  You're right:  she would have to stray far from the truth.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't wish for more than dull.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - mewndane, descriptive of a cat's days after kittenhood, "more of the same, please"

look what I see

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

17 November 2016 - My training of the shorter peep in regards the placement of my towel continues, but I didn't want to further bore my audience.  In something of a change for me, here I am sitting on my haunches.  My peeps were lingering at the dining room table, so I paused to observe them from a slightly higher elevation.  I have noticed that peeps' field of vision is almost two-dimensional:  if something is above their heads, and still, then there is a good chance the thing will go unnoticed.  And if you want to see "natural" peep behavior, then watch when the subject isn't aware he is in the crosshairs…. it can be quite entertaining.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

It's what you do when no one

is looking that speaks volumes.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - specattor, a witness to the shenanigans of peeps (but we cats know how to keep a secret)