watch out for cool busses

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

31 March 2017 - We cats aren't particularly demonstrative (and we actually suspect much of that outward show is for public consumption), but we know how to do subtle.  However, subtlety can't be appreciated, or even detected, by those who rush through their days, trying in their hurry to arrive at there while totally missing here.  I guess that is why not everyone is a cat person.  I get it, and am not offended by that fact... in truth I don't like many peeps either.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Slow down; life isn't a race.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - supurrior, quietly, and with minimal ceremony, being king of the jungle

groan children

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

30 March 2017 - Evidently today is "take your peep to work" day.  My job description is complicated (and far lengthier than could be conveyed in 140 characters), but one of my more important hats to wear is official prodder.  This occupation is almost as unwelcome as that of tax-collector, but I would argue that the former is necessary.  How else do things get done that need to happen?  Sometimes a soulful stare is sufficient, other times a paw poke, or even a can't-be-ignored wail, are required.  And peeps think that herding cats is tough!

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Inertia is an inconvenient fact.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - caterwaul, feline singing, often done atop a fence as part of an atonal chorus

chill life

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

29 March 2017 - Today's offering is "Cat with Flower".  After several days of what might be construed as complaints, I am going floral (not florid).  Finally we are experiencing, and I am enjoying, unequivocal heat.  Granted the first few hours of the day are not toasty, but things quickly warm up.  It is perfect weather for idling on the porch, listening to Nature's love song as rendered by numerous sorts of beeps.  No longer need I request a warmed towel for my cold bones.  One less thing to cajole from my peeps... I like that.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

The fast-track misses

all manner of things.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - categorical, unambiguous in one's needs and intentions (necessary when in the company of peeps)

critical mass

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

28 March 2017 - A requirement for my morning nap is that the bed is "ready"... which is far more complicated than you might guess.  First (and this is a huge obstacle to be surmounted), the taller peep must vacate.  My persuasive charms, quite effective on the shorter peep, have no effect whatsoever on his person.  After years of failed attempts, I now know, and must accept, that he will rise eventually.  Next comes the straightening of the bed covers.  I am an orderly sort, a fastidious groomer, a tidy cat, so surely you're not surprised that the bed must be made before I can rest easily.  Again, I must call on my patience:  sometimes <yawn> my morning nap happens in early afternoon.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

The picky ones have a tough life.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - over-purrticular, selective in our process, careful in our choice (we know, even if you don't, what all the fuss is about)

bone-dry wit

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

27 March 2017 - My day among peeps, part three:  after patrolling our yard, I return, thirsty from my labors.  That I require assistance at the tap is a failure in hardware design, and not my fault.  Yet once again I am reduced to waiting for a peep's help to make the water flow.  A desert oasis gives better service... but as has been established, I have patience.  The cool, clean liquid quickly washes away any ill feelings that may have arisen in my frustration, and refreshes my body and spirit.  Once I have had my fill, the next order of business is a nap... which isn't as straight-forward as it sounds... more on that tomorrow.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Any natural resource can

become a scarce resource.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

quote of the day - "Give me a cloak, a hat with a feather in it, a bag and a pair of boots, and you will see what I can do." ~ Puss In Boots

mostly later

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

26 March 2017 - After having led my peep through our breakfast ritual (is there any wonder why I eat so much?), I now must prompt her for the second event of the day:  my inspection of the yard.  That she and the taller peep benefit from my vigilance doesn't make her move any faster.  So I sit by the door and wait... because evidently I have nothing better to do.  Eventually she turns in my direction, and my hopes rise.  However, in the short distance between me and her, she may make several side trips... meanwhile I am silently counting to ten.  For those of you who detest cliff-hangers, I will conclude by saying that I am currently sniffing my way around our perimeter.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

The world runs on different clocks.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - supurrvisor, the feline manager of the household (it is a thankless job)

the key of "gee, really"

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

25 March 2017 - I hope that everyone has some modicum of patience.  But each of us has a finite amount, so there can be particularly stressful times when the well is drained dry.  These moments should be kept theoretical, unless one thrives on drama and high dudgeon.  Getting the morning started at my house definitely tests my patience:  first, there is the far-from-simple process of prodding the shorter peep from sleep; then, I must wait for the seemingly endless ritual that renders her able to walk into the kitchen.  And there I sit, waiting for her to notice that we are well into the breakfast hour.  Is it any wonder that I shed?

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Learn to distract yourself.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrhaps, the rhetoric we cats are fed, "maybe... in a minute... hold on"

awash and wary

Me-ow-my-oh

Me-usings and Me-emories

24 March 2017 - Once again I have survived strangers among us.  They seemed vaguely familiar, but I didn't dare let down my guard.  If something happened to me, my peeps would be defenseless.  But the multiple days of stress have taken their toll, so I am worth very little today.  It is always wise to listen to the inner voice, and today it is suggesting quiet solitude.  Tomorrow should find me fully recovered, but right now I need some TLC pampering.  Do you offer room service?

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

There is nothing wrong

with a one-hour nap.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - depurrived, denied something important, such as peace of mind

luck of the I-wish

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

23 March 2017 - Some days are simply charmed:  all obstacles have been removed (or postponed for another day), the weather is Goldilocks-approved, positive vibes surround you.  It is these days that one would like to store away as a reminder, on days that strike you low, that things can get better.  How easy it is to recollect the miserable times, but what a difference it makes in one's outlook, and well-being, if one can call to mind when you were loved, were cared for, were important.  The analogy isn't really about whether one's glass is  half-full or half-empty.  It is the life-affirming assurance that one's glass was brimming.

methodology of the meow-stro

   

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Smile, and the

world can do whatever.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - empurror, the purrson who ranks (I'd say "top dog", but it leaves a bad taste in my mouth)

surely you jest

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

21 March 2017 - One of the perks I sorely missed while my peeps were gallivanting was a heated bed.  You observant ones will spot the colors showing beneath my towel.  Last week included some chilly mornings (which I quietly suffered through, alone as you'll recall), and the weather pattern has returned...  but what a difference it makes to cozy up to radiant warmth.  Did someone comment that spring has arrived??  I'd laugh if I could.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't believe everything you hear.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - farcicat, understatedly ridiculous (and yes, we cats do have a sense of humor, albeit dry)

self life

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

20 March 2017 - Our household is slowly settling into its equilibrium, and there is nothing more that a cat desires than stability:  to know that today will be a satisfying repeat of yesterday, with meals provided without asking, with just enough head pats and belly rubs.  In return we offer a still point surrounded by soothing purrs.  Who doesn't need/want that??  All those accusations of our being prickly companions are a case of biased misunderstanding.  Everyone, you included, has his good days and his off days.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

First, like yourself.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purroblematic, mistakenly perceived to be complicated... all that is needed is to get to know us

past tense

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

19 March 2017 - I have been incommunicado for the past week:  for that I apologize, but my peeps disappeared and I was quite worried for them.  I wasn't sure that I should eat the food offered by the daily stranger... did she have something to do with their absence?  Who could I trust?  But ultimately, just to keep up my strength (and my hope) I ate.  Then last night I heard strange noises at the back door, and feared the interloper had returned with serious intentions.  How surprised, and relieved, I was to see my errant peeps straggling into the house!  They have a lot of explaining to do.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Friendships include heartaches.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - appurrhensive, fearful that something bad has happened (not to be confused with purranoia)

if all you have is a hammer....

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

10 March 2017 - Excuse me while I commune with Nature.  For those who appreciate the great outdoors behind plate glass, perhaps while whizzing by in their vehicle, I have a revelation:  Nature is a messy, prickly place.  One can return adorned with cobwebs, sand spurs between his toes, ticks looking for a cozy corner, itchy bites, rashes of unknown cause.  None of these complaints are major, and certainly should not be the basis for leveling to the horizon and pouring concrete.  But there is an undeniable difference between that which has been "civilized" and that which is largely untouched.  Peeps have a reputation for mucking things up, so let's not put them in charge of wilderness.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't try to improve perfection.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - mewlish, sticking to one's purrinciples, unyielding (since we are always right)