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Shamus on view
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Me-usings and Me-emories
28 September 2020 - Periodically the peeps free from the closet a thing that menacingly moves through my safe spots, growling loudly as it goes. I don't know its proper name (nor why they tolerate its evil presence), but ever since it roared through my I-thought-secret lair it has become my nemesis. Now when I hear its almost comical squeak as it exits confinement (I don't dare snicker lest I give myself away), I seek asylum. Its latest outing had me totally panicked... until I noticed the shorter peep sitting at the table, hunched over food. Not wishing to die alone, I joined her... and escaped molestation. I am not certain if this area is simply off-limits to the beast or if it knows to avoid my peep... but I am sticking with her next time it appears.
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clipped notes
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Today's Catechism
(for the autodidcat)
I snarl "humbug" to the notion
that if it doesn't kill you,
it will make you stronger.
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| Bring back Bastet |
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| Bastet beckons |
Catty Corner
word of the day - despurrate, feeling that one is about to need the next life
hysterical....yet, poor Shamus....Mika feels the same way about the dreaded beast
ReplyDeleteis Michael vacuuming? or do you have a Roomba?
ReplyDeleteI'm vacuuming :-)
ReplyDeletewhich doesn't help Michael's like-ability
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