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| Shamus on view |
Me-usings and Me-emories
13 July 2020 - Feline lore contains stories of our kind who can leap to the top edge of a door. I haven't attempted that feat... at least there were no witnesses. I am still in test mode: flexing young muscles, peering up at heights, imagining what manner of scaries live on those plateaus, vacillating between "eeek" and "why not?". My current thinking is that if I can't stretch high enough for recon, then I'll wait until I've grown a bit more. This strategy seems to have a better guarantee that I will actually survive my silly youth.
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clipped notes
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Today's Catechism
(for the autodidcat)
I prefer company
when facing fears.
when facing fears.
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| Bring back Bastet |
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| Bastet beckons |
Catty Corner
phrase of the day - cat on a tuffet, that lofty, and therefore desirable, position of elevation... even if only a paper-thickness higher
Catty Corner
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