Sunday, 16 August 2020

in a fickle

Shamus on view

 Me-usings and Me-emories

16 August 2020 - You never know who might be listening, so be circumspect about what you voice aloud.  Each morning, while the shorter peep eats and peers at a paper (I don't get the fascination), I explore the space beyond the portal.  I have sniffed its perimeter multiple times and sauntered down and up its midsection... only to admit a strong attraction to simply gazing back inside.  So far my attempts at wistful longing have not be adequately conveyed to the shorter peep, or so it seems as she has yet to rise and address my request to enter via another portal.  I will continue to hone my acting skills, but what does a fella have to do to be heard??






clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


The other side always
seems more appealing.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - catpricious, given to fur-equent "I changed my mind"

2 comments:

  1. maybe some yowling will help? piteous crying?

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  2. still has his pre-adolescent voice, so far only expressed as high-pitched (but low volume) chirps and mews

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