Monday, 17 August 2020

my brawl and claim

Shamus on view

 Me-usings and Me-emories

17 August 2020 - No one appreciates being thought crazy, so I feel vindicated that there is proof of what I've claimed all along:  our residence has interlopers.  If one tallies the interior perimeter and square footage of floors and portals, then divides that whopping number by a single sentry, the result diminishes one's sense of safety.  I have pointed out to my peeps my overwhelming task... while trying to avoid highlighting the need for a helper.  Because I in fact don't want the ranks swelled to two (or, egad, more).  I like being ace cat, and really don't want the headache of training a newbie (or defending my authority).  No, for a bit of peep adoration and admiration (and the occasional treat) I will continue to martyr myself on overtime.






clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Performance is enhanced
by an audience.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - pity purrty, the feline art of eliciting coos and head pats from the resident peeps

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