the shy's calling

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

16 October 2018 - The night shift can be interminable and lonely... which means I am well-suited to the task.  I like being the only one strolling the house, with no peeps underfoot to distract my focus.  When our domicile settles into quiet, its personality emerges:  the pops and creaks of a cooling metal roof, kerpows as acorns fall from overhanging branches, the shushing of peep-needed air-conditioning.  My responsibility is to sort out the normal from the alarming, and experience is critical in differentiating.  Obviously it was Chicken Little's first day on the job.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Dawn is a lovely time of day.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - nightcat, sustenance taken before the graveyard shift