shock-still

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

29 June 2017 - Something is afoot.  Just to be on the safe side, I have claimed an out-of-the-way spot.  With the peeps' recent return (from strange places based on the smells of their shoes), I thought that we three could settle into a boring summer monotone.  The first hint was the suitcase that didn't get stowed... the shorter peep is usually very tidy about such things.  Then I spied her putting stuff inside it... definitely not good... but perhaps it doesn't involve me?  Now my personal door has been locked, and a feeling of entrapment is settling upon my head.  In my next life I am going to do an extensive interview with potential hosts:  if they exhibit one iota of wanderlust, I will move on to the next candidate.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Participation should not

be mandatory.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

expletive of the day - "O Catada", my purrsonal favorite curse

off-the-scoff remarks

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

28 June 2017 - My peeps are 90% back to normal, so now I can totally relax.  Notice that I am still in the thick of things:  should the vibe change, I will be aware, and alert, pronto.  Given my job description I can't retreat to a dark, unvisited corner of the house for my snoozing.  But that limitation, as you can see, doesn't hinder my nap time.  "Do what you're good at", they say.  So stop casting aspersions, and find another pastime:  this isn't laziness, it is pure polished talent.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Gossip is for small minds.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - dispurrage, to malign a cat for the hours spent lying about...  Jealous, aren't you?

get away

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

27 June 2017 - Home bodies naturally prefer staycations:  no travel stress, no packing, no security checks.  The fact that there is no change in scenery doesn't bother us, because we overwhelmingly prefer the view out our window.  And with an iota of imagination we can imagine ourselves lounging on a tropical beach, palm trees in the background, all tinged with the rosy hues of a sunset.  Although I have never built a castle by the shore, I suspect that we cats would be good at it.  After all I have been playing in my own sand box since a mere kit.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Boredom is self-inflicted.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - saccatical, a period of leave, usually taken mid-morning, midday, and mid-afternoon

paws to consider

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

26 June 2017 - What a difference twenty-four hours can make!  We three are up and mostly hitting on all cylinders.  With this return to normal (or what passes), I can once again resume my routine:  all is clear on the eastern front.  I have refreshed the peeps' memories, and I am pleased that they haven't forgotten my cues for faucet water, porch visits, head patting.  The older they get the more these prompts are needed.  What does the rest of my day hold?  More patrols, more naps, a bit of peep time... nothing too strenuous.  Although the outward signs suggest that I have thrown off my anxiety of the past two weeks, I know that pampering is still warranted.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

  

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Not every day has

to be productive.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - catniption, feline turmoil, often caused by unthinking peeps

fur-raught

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

25 June 2017 - I apologize for dropping off the planet.  One can't string a series of sentences together when one's thoughts are bouncing off the walls.  But I have purred myself back into a contented state:  my two peeps came creeping in last night, just barely recognizable… when was the last time they got any sleep?  The shorter one executed her bedtime routine in record time, and before I could do my three loops into a curled position, her eyes were closed.  The anxiety I experienced during their interminable absence has finally hit me:  I may not do anything remotely useful today (and neither may my peeps).

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Eternity is ridiculously long.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - despurrate, at wits' end... hanging on, even with claws, is easier said than done

home is where you hang your cat

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

9 June 2017 - I am fairly certain that all the peep preparation I have observed lately does not involve me.  However, the implications are that I will be left to "hold down the fort", while they disappear to wherever for however long.  I don't approve of travel, theirs or mine, but I wasn't consulted obviously.  So I will be sitting alone at the back door, as pictured here, waiting to hear familiar footsteps coming up the steps.  Should I detect unfamiliar ones, I have several good hiding spots to which I can retreat.  To my mind this sensible behavior still falls under the category of "holding down the fort".

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Safety begins at home.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

foreign word of the day - die katze, my counterpart, which I have no interest in meeting

the knack to nick

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

8 June 2017 - Can you splay your toes?  My peeps can't, but then how often do they need to pick up a pencil with their feet?  I have no need for that particular skill either, but the ability to articulate these terminals is handy when I am executing my pedicure.  Splaying also displays my claws, which might be Nature's way of saying "I may look vulnerable in this position, but back off."  Having these talons exposed while I clean means that I have to be careful.  I wouldn't want to fork my tongue.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

We all are wondrous creations.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrficiency, skill, manual dexterity

completely absorbed

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

7 June 2017 - Long before everyone walked around with silver cubes in their pockets, people made do with a sheet of dark paper, scissors, and a bright light.  The cut-out silhouette harkens back to a simpler time, and would now be considered quaint and dusty. But the meanderings of a closed curve can reveal much of interest:  a strong chin, the bump of a shoulder blade, an assured head tilt.  Against this vibrant background, I seem to be a black hole... and in fact very little escapes me.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Take it all in.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrfile, a cat's distinguished side view, known for attracting attention

do I look like I'm on the ball?

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

6 June 2017 - I do worry about the shorter peep.  Doesn't she have anything more pressing to do with her time than follow me around with that silver cube in her hand?  Don't think that I don't enjoy her company, but shouldn't she be fully engaged in her life?  Doing what peeps do, out and about, busy with her friends and family, managing her business?  Yet here she is, staring at me.  I don't possess the answer to the big question... and even if I did, there is little assurance that what works for me would satisfy her need to know.  All that I can offer is a stream of purrs and a head to pat.  Oh, and I almost forgot my good looks.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

The world needs more smiles.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrspicacious, having ready insight into the ways of peeps... and it is so tiring

a sense of achievement

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

5 June 2017 - I can understand peeps' desire to climb the ladder, although their motives are not mine.  Rather than getting ahead, the higher the better, I say... although I do detect a smidge of distress in our household when I am so perched.  I much prefer seeing the tops of heads, than having to dodge scurrying feet.  Feeling faint on the edge of a precipice is something I haven't experienced, and what self-respecting cat would admit to such anyway.  My nose was made for looking down it.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Smell the rarified air.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purride, a feeling of delight in one's accomplishments, often feted by gathering the family

a riddle with holes

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

4 June 2017 - These days I am less and less a wild thing.  It is now preferable to stretch my energy over an extended period, rather than have one uncontrolled outburst.  But I still have my moments.  The shorter peep deeply frowns on sharpening my nails in the domicile, but I am totally misunderstood:  I am in fact removing the points, filing them down with my wall-sized emery board.  I have seen her do the same thing... just using the hand-held variety, and she doesn't make unhappy faces for that.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't live for others' approval.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - catnundrum, a purrplexing problem that arises from differing viewpoints

birdy-eyed

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

3 June 2017 - I admit that most of my porch time is quite laid back, or rather laid out.  But occasionally my senses detect something that warrants investigation.  The vast majority of these instances are nothing over which to sound an alarm:  for example, a beep rustling leaves.  But it is my job to check these things out and rank the threat to domicile and my charges.  The end result is that the peeps observe my prone body, and think, "what the life"... while totally unaware of the service I render.  It is nigh impossible to toot my own horn without opposable digits.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Act as if someone is watching.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

phrase of the day - "I kitt you not", truthful, straight from the cat's meow

am I mistaken?

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

2 June 2017 - The rational side of me doesn't like the implications of this satchel's appearance on the bed.  What are my peeps planning?  And more importantly, does it involve me?  Is this bag the prelude to my being stuffed in a carrier and hustled away?  My emotional side thinks that I have an opportunity to up the ante by at least a foot, while being comfortable.  Call me delusional, but I am sticking with the comfy interpretation.  Why?  Because we cats aren't good at thinking two moves ahead, and actually would prefer not to move at all.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

If you're going to jump,

pick the nicer conclusion.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purragmatic, being practical (of course, what makes sense to a cat could be unfathomable to a peep)